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Nuair bhios mi leam fhìn |
When I am alone |
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Bidh tu tighinn fainear dhomh |
You come into my mind |
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Bidh mi togail fonn |
I sing a song for |
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Air nigh'n donn nam meal-shùil |
The brown-haired girl with the beautiful eyes |
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Nuair bhios mi leam fhìn |
When I am alone |
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Bidh tu tighinn fainear dhomh |
You come into my mind |
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'S mise tha fo mhinginn |
I am so full of sadness |
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'S mi stiùireadh na birlinn |
Steering the vessel |
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Ciamar bhios e dìreach |
How can it be on course |
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'S nach i a tha air m'aire |
When my mind is elsewhere? |
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'S nuair chì mise 'n òigridh |
When I see the young ones |
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San eaglais Di-Dòmhnaich |
In church on Sunday |
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Chan fhaic mi ann an òigh |
I do not see amongst them |
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As bòidhche na mo leannan |
A more beautiful girl than my sweetheart |
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Nuair bhios mi leam fhìn |
When I am alone |
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Bidh tu tighinn fainear dhomh |
You come into my mind |
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'S thig iad as gach àite |
And they come from all over |
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Far mullach nan àrd-bheann |
From the tops of the high hills |
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Cìobairean is tàillearan |
Shepherds and tailors |
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Gam fhàgail falamh |
Leaving me penniless |
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'S ged thigeadh gad iarraidh |
And if lords and earls |
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Mormhairean is iarlan |
Come to ask for you |
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Na gabh aon dhiu 'm bliadhna |
Do not accept any of them this year |
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'S mise, chiall, bhith bhuat |
When I, my darling, am not with you |
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Nuair bhios mi leam fhìn |
When I am alone |
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Bidh tu tighinn fainear dhomh |
You come into my mind |
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'S ged thigeadh gad fharraid |
And if dukes and lairds |
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Diùc agus fear-fearainn |
Come asking for you |
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Fan thusa mar a tha thu |
You stay as you are |
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Banail mar bu dual |
Maidenly as ever |
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H-uile te bheir luaidh dhomh |
Everyone who shows a fondness for me |
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Bheir fear eile bhuam i |
Some other man will take her from me |
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'S b'airidh mi air duais |
And I deserve a prize for the ill-luck |
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A bhuaidh a bha 'gam leantail |
That has followed me |
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