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Soiridh leis a bhreacan ùr |
Farewell to the new plaid |
Oir 's ann air a tha mo rùn |
I have a great affection for it |
B'ait leam e os cionn mo ghlùin |
I enjoyed wearing it above my knee |
Ann am pleatadh dlùth mun cuairt |
And pleated around my waist |
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Mallachd nan Gaidheal gu lèir |
May King William and his rabble |
Aig Righ Uilleam 's aig a thrèud |
Be cursed by every Highlander |
Cuir e bhriogais ghlas an cèill |
He forced us to wear the gray breeches |
Gus an t-èidheadh-sa thoirt uainn |
Thereby depriving us of our own attire |
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Chuir mi bhriogais ghlas rim thaobh |
I laid the gray trousers by my side |
'S barail leam gun robh mi faoin |
Feeling very foolish |
Cha dean gruagach òg mo thaobh |
No young lass will come near me |
Bhon a fhuair mi 'n t-aodach ùr |
Now that I have my new outfit |
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Chuir mi bhriogais ghlas fo m' cheann |
I placed the gray trousers beneath my head |
'N àite 'n fhèileadh bhig a bh' ann |
Instead of the kilt I used to have |
Gu bhi coltach ris an dream |
Which made me akin to the race |
Tha 'n taobh tuath de uisge Chluaidh |
Who live north of the River Clyde |
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Nuair a thèid mi fhìn dhan airm |
But when I join the army |
Gheibh mi fhèileadh 's sporran garbh |
I will receive a rough kilt and sporran |
Bonaid bhiorach mholach ghorm |
A pointed hairy blue bonnet and a yard of ribbon |
'S slat de riobainn 's toirm mum chluais |
As the noise of battle thunders about my ears |
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