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A Dhòmhnaill an Dùin |
Donald of Duntulm |
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Mhic Ghilleasbuig nan tùr |
Son of Archibald of the towers |
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Chaidh t' eineach 's do chliù thar chàch |
You have surpassed all other in goodness and renown |
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Tha seirc ann ad ghruaidh |
There is beauty in your cheeks |
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Caol mhala gun ghruaim |
Your brow is slender, without a frown |
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Beul meachar o'n suairce gradh |
A tender mouth of gentle love |
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Bidh siud ort a' triall |
When marching you carry |
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Claidheamh sgaiteach gorm siar |
A keen blue-bladed sword |
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Air th' uilinn bidh sgiath gun sgàth |
On your elbow a fearless shield |
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Is a' ghràbhailt mhath ùr |
And your good new headshield |
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Air a taghadh o'n bhùth |
Chosen from the best stock |
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B' i do roghainn an tùs a' bhlàir |
Was your choice as battle commenced |
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A churaibh gun ghiamh |
Warrior without blemish |
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Tràth ghabhadh tu fiamh |
You would be alert for attack |
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Is e thogadh tu sgian mar arm |
To lift a dirk as your weapon |
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Is a gunna nach diùlt |
And the trusty gun |
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An tràth chaogadh tu 'n t-sùil |
When you would take aim |
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Gum bitheadh a shùgradh searbh |
Would play a bitter game |
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Is bogha 'n t-sàr chùil |
And a bow of excellent flexibility |
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Donn meallanach ùr |
Brown, well-knotted and new |
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Caoin fallain de'n fhiùran dearg |
Seasoned and healthy from the red yew |
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Is taifeid nan dual |
And the knotted bow-string |
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Air a tarraing fo d' chluais |
Drawn back below your ear |
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'S mairg neach air am buailt' a meall |
Woe to him struck by its forceful blow |
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Is ite 'n eòin leith |
And a goose feather |
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Air a sparradh le cèir |
Fixed with wax |
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Bhiodh briogadh an dèidh a h-eàrr |
There would be a puncture where its tail passed through |
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Air an leacainn mun iadh |
On the slope where |
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Cinn ghlasa nan sgiath |
The winged gray heads circle |
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Cha bu ghaiseadh bu mhiann le d' chrann |
Your shaft was unlikely to shrivel from disuse |
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O 's imeachd do'n Fhèinn |
Since the Fian tribe is gone |
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'S cinn-fhine sibh fèin |
You are indeed |
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Air fineachan fèil gu dearbh |
The leaders of liberal clans |
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Iarla Aondruim nan sluagh |
The earl of Antrim of the hosts |
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'S Clann Ghill' Eathain nam buadh |
And the victorious Maclean clan |
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Bidh siud leat is Ruairidh Garbh |
They will support you, and Ruairidh Garbh |
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A Dhòmhnaill an Dùin |
Donald of Duntulm |
