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Chorus (after each verse): |
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'S truach nach do dh'fhuirich mi tioram air tír |
It's a pity I didn't stay on dry land |
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'N fhìrinn a th'agam nach maraiche mi |
It's the truth that I'm no sailor |
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'S truach nach do dh'fhuirich mi tioram air tír |
It's a pity I didn't stay on dry land |
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Ri m' mhaireann cha till mise shéoladh |
As long as I live I won't return to sailing |
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Ruith na muic-mhara ri gaillionn 's a chuan |
Chasing the whales in a storm at sea |
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Mo mhéoirean air reothadh a dh'aindheoin a bhith cruaidh |
My fingers frozen in spite of their toughness |
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B' fhéarr a bhith 'n ceart-uair air acair air Chluaidh |
It'd be better now to be at anchor on the Clyde |
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Na bhith díreadh nan crann an South Georgia |
Than climbing the masts in South Georgia |
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Díle bho'n t-sneachd 's tu gun fhasgadh o'n fhuachd |
Heavy snow showers and you're without shelter from the cold |
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T' aodann 'ga sgailceadh le fras bho gach stuadh |
Your face slapped with a shower from every wave |
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'S t-airgiod am pàilteas 's gun doigh a chur bhuat |
Plenty of money with nowhere to spend it |
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'S e síor-losgadh toll ann a d' phòca |
And it forever burning a hole in your pocket |
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Nuair gheibh sinn forladh 's nuair ruigeas sinn traigh |
When we get leave and we reach the shore |
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Falbhaidh an oinseach-sa còmhla ri cach |
This idiot will go along with the rest |
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Chosg mi de dh'airgiod aig cunntair a' bhàr |
I've spent enough money at the bar |
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A cheannaicheadh tri taighean-òsda |
To buy three hotels |
