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Cha b'e sneachda 'san reothadh bho thuath |
'Twas not the snow and frost from the north |
Cha b'e crannadh geur fuar bho'n ear |
'Twas not the bitterly cold wind from the east |
Cha b'e 'n uisge 'san gailleon bho'n iar |
'Twas not the rain and the storms from the west |
Ach an galair a bhlen bho'n deas |
But the blight from the south |
Blath, duileach stoc agus freumh |
That withered the blossom, the foliage, the trunk and the root |
Canan mo threubh 's mo shluaidh |
Of the language of my clan and my people |
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Thig thugainn, thig co-ruim gu siar |
Come, come with me to the west |
Gus an cluinn sinn ann canan nam Fein |
'Til we hear the language of the Fingalians |
Thig thugainn, thig co-ruim gu siar |
Come, come with me to the west |
Gus an cluinn sinn ann canan nan Gaidheal |
'Til we hear the language of the Gaels |
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'S iomadh gille thug greis air a chuibhl' |
Many's a lad who took a spell on the wheel |
'S an dubh-oidhche thog fonn Gàidhlig a' chridh |
Whose spirits were raised by a Gaelic song |
'S iomadh gaisgeach a' bhrosnaich sa bhlàir |
Many's a hero was incited to heroism |
Gu euchd nuair bu teatha bha'n strì |
When the battle was raging at its hottest |
O Ghaidheil, o caite 'n deach d'uail |
O Gaels, where has your pride |
'N ad Chìne 's nad chanan 's do thir |
In your ancestry and your language gone? |
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Ged theich i le beath' as na glinn |
Although it fled for its life from the glens |
Ged 's gann an duigh chluinntir nas mo |
Although it is rarely heard nowadays |
O Dhuthaich-Mhic Aoidh fada tuath |
From the land of Mackay in the far north |
Gu ruig thu Druim-Uachdair nam bo |
Right down to Drumochter of the cattle |
Gidheadh dhi na h-eileanan 'Siar |
Nevertheless in the Western Isles |
Bi an claidheamh 's an sgiath 'nad dhòrn |
You'll be armed with sword and shield |
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