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Rachainn a shuiridh' air Oighrig
| Rachainn a shuiridh' air Oighrig | I would go courting Oighrig |
| Shùgradh ris a' mhaighdinn | To make love to the maiden |
| Rachainn a shireadh do chaoimhneis | I would go seeking your kindness |
| Ged bhiodh an oidhche reòdht' ann | Though the night be freezing |
| Rachainn a shuiridh' air Oighrig | I would go courting Oighrig |
| Shùgradh ris a' mhaighdinn | To make love to the maiden |
| Rachainn a shireadh do chaoimhneis | I would go seeking your kindness |
| Ged bhiodh an oidhche reòdht' ann | Though the night be freezing |
| 'S beag orm rudan a chì mi | How little do I like what I see |
| Mnathan ag ithe 's ag innse | Women who eat and then tell tales |
| 'S athaiseach siud air mo mhnaoi-sa | That came easily to my woman |
| Thug iad an t-im glè òg ghith | They gave her the butter while still young |
| 'S beag orm rudan a chì mi | How little do I like what I see |
| Mnathan ag ithe 's ag innse | Women who eat and then tell tales |
| 'S athaiseach siud air mo mhnaoi-sa | That came easily to my woman |
| Thug iad an t-im glè òg ghith | They gave her the butter while still young |
Recordings:
"Cailleach An Airgid" on Cliar's album Gun Tàmh