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Fo thomain ghorm ùrach |
Under green mounds of earth |
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Sa cheàrnaig bheag chùbhraidh |
In this little fragrant corner |
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Ann an cladh Abhainn Iù |
Of Poolewe burial ground |
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Tha Bàrd Thùrnaig aig tàmh |
The Tournaig Bard is at rest |
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Chorus (after each verse): |
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Cha dhùisg e, cha dhùisg e |
He will not wake, he will not wake |
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À leabaidh chaol dhùinte |
He will not awake from his narrow, closed bed |
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'S tha dhìlsean trom tùrsach |
And his relations are sad and sorrowful |
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Ag ionndrainn a' Bhàird |
Longing for the bard |
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Nuair laigh an t-seann aois air |
When old age settled on him |
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Cha b' ait dha an saoghal |
The world was not a pleasant place for him |
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Sgil lèighean chlann-daoine |
The skill of human physicians |
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Cha shaoradh on bhàs |
Could not save him from death |
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Chuir e gu buil bhuadhmhor |
He successfully employed |
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An tàlann a fhuair e |
The talent that he got |
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Ga cleachdadh gu suairce |
Practicing it in a kindly manner |
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Le huaisleachd a ghnàth |
With gentility always |
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An seirbheiseach dìleas |
The faithful servant |
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An taodhair 's an cìobair |
The herdsman and shepherd |
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Bu luaithe a dhìreadh |
Most swiftly would he climb |
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Ri mill nam beann àrd |
To the hills among the high places |
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'S aig crìoch a chuid sgrìoban |
And at the end of his journeys |
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A chuireadh an sgrìobhadh |
Would put into writing |
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Na bh' aige san inntinn |
What he had in his mind |
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'Son innseadh do chàch |
To tell to others |
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(Sèist 2x) |
(Chorus 2x) |
