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Dh' aidh cèo nan stùc mu aodann chuilinn |
The mist of the stacks is about the face of the Cuillinn |
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'Us sheinn a' bheinn-shith a torman mulaid |
And the fairy woman has sung her sad song |
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Gorm shuilean ciuin san Dun a' sileadh |
Gentle blues eyes in the fort are crying |
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O'n thriall thu bhuainn 's nach till thu tuille |
Since you left, and will never return |
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Chorus (after each verse): |
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Cha till, cha till, cha till Maccrimmain |
He will never return MacCrioman |
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An cogadh no sìth cha till Maccrimmain |
In war-time or peace he will never return |
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Le airgiod no ni cha till Maccrimmain |
With neither money nor possessions he will return |
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Cha till e gu bràth gu la na cruinne |
He will never return 'til judgement day |
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Tha osag nam beann gu fann ag imeachd |
The sigh of the hills is weakly departing |
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Gach sruthan 's gach allt gu mall le bruthach |
Each stream and brook go slowly down the hillside |
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Tha ealtainn nan speur feadh geugan dubhach |
The birds of the sky are sad in the branches |
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A caoidh gu'n d'fhalbh 's nach till thu tuille |
Lamenting that you left and will never more return |
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Cha chluinnear do cheòl san Dun mu fheasgar |
Your music will not be heard in Dunvegan in the evening |
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'Smac-talla nam mùr le muirn ga fhreagairt |
And the echo of the ramparts mourning in answer |
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Gach fleasgach us òigh, gun cheol gun bheadrach |
Each handsome man and maiden without music or merriment |
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O'n thriall thu bhuainn, 'snach till thu tuille |
Since you left us and never will return |
