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mar a tha mo chridhe (as my heart is)
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Horizon Award Winner
BBC Radio 2 Folk Awards 2006

Julie Fowlis mar a tha mo chridhe (as my heart is)

Until relatively recently Julie Fowlis was best known as a talented instrumentalist, her piping skills having been learned in her native North Uist, and at University she specialised in the oboe. The fact that Julie also has a beautiful singing voice was kept from us.Since becoming vocalist with the band Dchas, the full range of her musical talents has now been revealed, and as a consequence the Gaelic music scene is all the richer. Isa MacKillop, her primary school teacher in North Uist, provided much of Julie’s early grounding in Gaelic song and remains a friend and mentor. Julie was greatly influenced by her upbringing in the Outer Hebrides and so it is little wonder that the bulk of the songs on this, Julie’s first solo album, are from the rich Uist song repertoire. These songs, and Julie’s interpretation of them, are a sheer delight. There are also three instrumental tracks on mar a tha mo chridhe which serve to remind us of Julie’s tremendous prowess as an instrumentalist. As alluded to in its title, mar a tha mo chridhe or ‘as my heart is’ this album brims with passion, pathos and intimacy.

HORIZON AWARD - JULIE FOWLIS
A member of award-winning Scottish sextet Dchas, Julie is a young singer and multi-instrumentalist from Scotland's Outer Hebrides. Involved in singing, piping and dancing since her childhood in a Gaelic-speaking community, Julie's solo career escalated in 2005 with the release of her first solo album and achievement of the Scots Trad Music Gaelic Singer of the Year Award.
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Mar A Tha Mo Chridhe (as my heart is) 2005

1. ganaich Uir a Rinn M’ Fhgail
2. Tha Mo Ghaol Air ird a’ Chuan
3. Biodh an Deoch Seo ‘n Limh Mo Rin
4. Jigs & Reels
5. Tha Caolas Eadar Mi ‘s Iain
6. Ged a Shel Mi Air M’ Aineol
7. Reels
8. Mo Bhean Chomain
9. Puirt
10. A Mhaighdeannan ‘s a Mhnathan g
11. Strathspey & Reels
12. Moladh Uibhist

ganaich Uir A Rinn M' Fhgail
Oganaich ir a rinn m' fhgail Oh noble youth who has left me
   
Chorus (after each verse):
Hi ri-abh o hiraibh o ho
Hi ri-abh o ro hbhag
Hi ri-abh a hiraibh o ho
   
Chum thu air deireadh air chch mi You have kept me behind all the others
   
Gun fhios dha m'athair no m' mhthair Unknown to my father or mother
   
Gun fhios dham phiuthar no m' bhrithair Unknown to sister or brother
   
A bhean ud thall aig a chuibhle Oh woman at the spinning wheel
   
Fhios agad fhin mar a tha mo chridhe You know how my heart is
   
Caimbeulach g oirre shiubhal A young Campbell in your possession
   
'S nach fhaigh mi baisteadh an Uibhist I will not get a baptism in Uist
   
Gu ruig mi fear a' chil bhuidhe Until I reach the yellow-haired man
   
Chum thu air deireadh air chch mi You have kept me behind all the others

 

Tha Mo Ghaol Air ird A' Chuain
Feasgar ciin an ts a' Chitein On a quiet evening at the beginning of May
Nuair bha 'n ialtag anns na speuran When the bat was in the skies
Chualaim rbhinn g 's i deurach I heard a tearful young maiden
'Seinn fo sgil nan geugan uain' Singing beneath the shadow of the green branches
Bha a' ghrian 'sa chuan gu soladh The sun was setting in the sea
'S reult cha d' irich anns an iarmailt And no stars yet graced the sky
Nuair a sheinn an igh gu cianail When the young girl sang sorrowfully
"Tha mo ghaol air ird a' chuain" "My love is on the high seas"
   
Thisich dealt na h-oidhch' ri tirling The night's dew began to fall
'S lb am braon gu caoin na flrain Each bloom yielding softly to the droplets
Shid a' ghaoth 'na h-oiteig chbhraidh The wind blew in a fragrant breeze
Beatha 's rachd do gach cluan Bringing life and renewal to each field
Ghleus an nighneag fonn a h-rain The girl tunefully sang her song
Simh is ciin mar dhrichd an g-mhos Quiet and peaceful like the June dew
'S bha an t-sisd seo 'g irigh 'n cmhnaidh And this chorus constantly repeated
"Tha mo ghaol air ird a' chuain" "My love is on the high seas"
   
Chiar an latha is dherrs' na reultan Day darkened and the stars shone
Shel an r measg neul nan speuran Setting their course amongst the clouds
Shuidh an igh, bha 'brn 'ga lireadh The maiden sat, burdened by her sadness
'S cha robh digh air tmh no suain Her singing could not have been more soothing
Theann mi faisg air reult nan g-bhean I moved closer to the young woman
Sheinn mu 'gaol air chuan 'bha seladh Singing of her love sailing on the sea
O bu bhinn a caoidhrean brnach Oh sweet was her sad lament
"Tha mo ghaol air ird a' chuain" "My love is on the high seas"
   
Rinn an cel le dein mo thladh The music enticed me
Dlth do rbinn donn nam blth-shul Nearer to the brown-haired maiden of the warm eyes
'S i ag rnaigh ris an rd-Rgh And she prayed to the King of Heaven
"Don mo ghrdh 'th' air ird a' chuain" "Protect my love on the high seas"
Bha a cridh' le gaol gu sgineadh Her heart was breaking with love
Nuair a ghlac mi fhin air limh i When I took her by the hand
"Siab do dheir, do ghaol tha sbhailt "Wipe your eyes, your love is safe
Thill mi sln bhrr ird a' chuain" I have returned to you from the high seas"

 

Biodh An Deoch Seo 'N Limh Mo Rin
ladh neo na ladh cch i Whether he or the others were drinking
Biodh i ln aig ceann a' bhird There would still be plenty on the table
   
Chorus (after each verse):
Biodh an deoch seo 'n limh mo rin The drink would be in my love's hand
Deoch slinte le fear an tir Here's a health to the chief
Biodh an deoch seo 'n limh mo rin The drink would be in my love's hand
   
Chunnacas bt' air an fhairge A boat was seen on the waves
'S an limh dhearg air an stiir And the red hand at the helm
   
Chunnaic mi dol seach' an caol i I saw it passing through the straits
'S badan fraoich 's an t-slait shiil With a clump of heather on the sail-yard
   
Fhir a chunnaic air an t-sil i You who saw her out at sea
Beannaich an long bhn 's a cridh' Bless the fair ship and her crew
   
Beannaich a cruinn rd 's a h-acfhuinn Bless her high masts and her equipment
A cuid acraichean 's a siil Her moorings and her sails
   
Ged a tha mi 'n seo an Colla Though I am here in Coll
B' e mo thoil a dhol a Rm I long to go to Rhum
   
Agus as a sin a dh' Uibhist And from there to Uist
Nan d' fhuair mi mo ghuidhe leam Were I to get my wish

 

Tha Caolas Eadar Mi 'S Iain
Tha caolas eadar mi 's Iain A sound there is between me and Iain
Hao ri iu a, hao ri e ho Hao ri iu a, hao ri e ho
Tha caolas eadar mi 's Iain A sound there is between me and Iain
O hao ri ri, hi ho ro na O hao ri ri, hi ho ro na
Hi hoireanno, hao ri e ho Hi hoireanno, hao ri e ho
   
Cha chaol a th' ann ach Cuan domhain No sound it is, but a deep ocean
   
'S truagh nach trghadh e bho latha Would that it ebbed before the day
   
'S nach biodh ann ach loch neo abhainn That it were only a loch or a river
   
Feuch a faighinn-sa dhol tarsainn For me to try and get across
   
Far a bheil mo leannan falaich Over to meet my secret lover
   
Thid sinn a-nisd far 'eil m' athair We'll go now to see my father
   
'S na bheil be do luchd mo sheanar And those living of my cousins
   
Innsidh sinn dhaibh mar a thachair We'll tell them what has happened
   
Tha sinn a-nisd mar is math leinn We are now happy
   
Air ar psadh aig an altair Having been married at the altar

 

Ged A Shel Mi Air M' Aineol
Chorus (after each verse):
Ged a shel mi air m' aineol Although I sailed to foreign countries
Cha laigh smalan air mi' inntinn Sadness did not linger in my mind
Ged a shel mi air m' aineol Although I sailed to foreign countries
   
'S ann Boston a shel sinn We sailed from Boston
Dol air bhoidse chun na h-nnsinn On a voyage to the Indies
   
Rinn sinn crdadh ri captain We came to an agreement with a skipper
Air a' bhrc a bha romhach Of a handsome ship
   
Tr latha roimh na Nollaig Three days before Christmas
Thinig oirnn an droch shde Bad weather descended upon us
   
Shid i cruaidh oirnn le frasan The wind blew strongly with rain
'S clachan mheallain a bha millteach And stinging hailstones
   
Cha robh rpa 's cha robh irleach When the inch-thick ropes froze
Nuair a reoth ann nach robh tr ann They became three inches in girth
   
Chaill sinn craiceann ar lmhan We lost the skin of our hands
Bha ar girdeanan sgth dheth And our arms were tired of the struggle
   
Cha cignear nan seasamh Five of the crewmembers were standing
'S bha seachdnar nan sneadh And seven were prone
   
Tr latha is tr oidhche I spent three days and three nights
'S mi ri chuibhle ri droch shde At the wheel during the storm
   
Nuair a labhair an captain That is when the skipper said
"Illean tapaidh na dobraibh "Do not yield, stout-hearted lads
   
Nuair a ruigeas sibh cala When you reach port
Bidh ur drama dhuibh cinnteach" Your dram will be certain"
   
Tha lionn-diubh aig mo mhthair My mother is dejected
Is dil aic' nach till mi Because she does not expect me to return

 

Mo Bhean Chomain
Gur tu mo bhean chomain I am under no obligation to the woman
A chagair 's a ghaoil Who is my darling and my love
Bha dualchas ud againn It is natural for us
Bhith gu h-amaideach faoin To be foolish
Cha b' fhada leam seachdain A week would be too short
A bhith 'n taice ri m' ghaol To be near my love
'S mi nach iarradh do leaba A bed in the heather
A bhith againn ach fraoch Would suffice
   
For thoiseach an t-samhraidh At the very beginning of summer
Ghabh mi geall ort is miagh I desired and loved you
B' fherr dhmh-sa san m sin It would have been better
Nach do theann mi ris riamh Had this never happened
Aig a' mheud 's thug mi ghaol dhut So great was my love for you
Gun do chaochail mo neul That my complexion became pallid
'S b' fherr a-nochd bhith riut snte I would rather be lying with you tonight
Na mle b chiar Than have a thousand black cattle
   
'S ann am Brigh Innis Ruairidh My beloved of women is
Tha mo luaidh de na mnth In Braigh Innis Ruairidh
Te na gorm shilean meallach Her with the beguiling blue eyes
'S a' bhroillich ghil bhin And the white breasts
Cheart cho cnnteach 's tha 'm bradan Just as sure as the salmon
Air an aigeal a' tmh Lives on the bottom of the river
Thug mi 'n gaol cha ghaol brige I gave my steadfast love
Dhan euchdaig ghil bhin To my fair charming one
   
Cha tug thu dhomh reusan You gave me no reason
Air cuir sos air do chli To decry your reputation
Ged a bhithinn ga iarraidh Even if I wanted to
'O do bhialamh gu d' chl Criticize your whole being
Bha thu sobhalta riamh rium You were always charming to me
'S bha do bhriathran rium ciin Your words to me were always gentle
'S bidh mo chridh' ann an tir ort My heart will always want you
Ged bhiodh tu psda ri triir Even if you were married to three men
   
Tha mi nisd a' dol dhachaigh Now I have to go home
'S tha mo leannan nam dhidh My sweetheart I have to leave behind
'S mi gun aithnicheadh mo chruinneag I would recognize my girl
Ann an cruinneachadh ceud Among a hundred people
Beul meachair ni mnran Tender mouth of the sweet talk
Cl finneach donn ridh Brown hair hanging in ringlets
Mala chaol mar an ite With fine forehead like the feather
Thig o sgiath an ein lith From the wing of the blue-tit

 

Puirt
Siud mar chaidh an cl a dholaidh That's how the cabbage was ruined
Laigh' a' mhn air ms a' choire The flour lay at the bottom of the pot
Siud mar chaidh an cl a dholaidh That's how the cabbage was ruined
Air na bodaich Ghallda By the old Lowland men
Siud mar chaidh an cl a dholaidh That's how the cabbage was ruined
Laigh' a' mhn air ms a' choire The flour lay at the bottom of the pot
Siud mar chaidh an cl a dholaidh That's how the cabbage was ruined
Air na bodaich Ghallda By the old Lowland men
   
Siud mar chaidh an cl a dhth That's how the cabbage was rendered useless
Seo mar chaidh an cl a dhth That's how the cabbage was rendered useless
Siud mar chaidh an cl a dhth That's how the cabbage was rendered useless
Air Impire na Frainge By the French Emperor
Siud mar chaidh an cl a dhth That's how the cabbage was rendered useless
Seo mar chaidh an cl a dhth That's how the cabbage was rendered useless
Siud mar chaidh an cl a dhth That's how the cabbage was rendered useless
Air Impire na Frainge By the French Emperor
   
Siud mar chaidh an cl a dholaidh That's how the cabbage was ruined
Laigh' a' mhn air ms a' choire The flour lay at the bottom of the pot
Siud mar chaidh an cl a dholaidh That's how the cabbage was ruined
Air na bodaich Ghallda By the old Lowland men
Siud mar chaidh an cl a dholaidh That's how the cabbage was ruined
Laigh' a' mhn air ms a' choire The flour lay at the bottom of the pot
Siud mar chaidh an cl a dholaidh That's how the cabbage was ruined
Air na bodaich Ghallda By the old Lowland men
   
Siud mar chaidh an cl a dhth That's how the cabbage was rendered useless
Seo mar chaidh an cl a dhth That's how the cabbage was rendered useless
Siud mar chaidh an cl a dhth That's how the cabbage was rendered useless
Air Impire na Frainge By the French Emperor
Siud mar chaidh an cl a dhth That's how the cabbage was rendered useless
Seo mar chaidh an cl a dhth That's how the cabbage was rendered useless
Siud mar chaidh an cl a dhth That's how the cabbage was rendered useless
Air Impire na Frainge By the French Emperor
   
Nam biodh agam gioball bodaich If I had a ragged old man
Bhogainn as an allt e I'd soak him in the stream
Nam biodh agam gioball bodaich If I had a ragged old man
Bhogainn as an allt e I'd soak him in the stream
Nam biodh agam gioball bodaich If I had a ragged old man
Bhogainn as an allt e I'd soak him in the stream
'S mur biodh e ghlan nuair a bheirinn s e And if he weren't clean when I removed him
Bhogainn rithist ann e I'd soak him again
   
Bhogainn e, 's gun togainn e I'd soak him and I'd lift him
'S gun bhogainn s an allt e And I'd soak him in the stream
Bhogainn e, 's gun togainn e I'd soak him and I'd lift him
'S gun bhogainn s an allt e And I'd soak him in the stream
Bhogainn e, 's gun togainn e I'd soak him and I'd lift him
'S gun bhogainn s an allt e And I'd soak him in the stream
'S mur biodh e ghlan nuair a bheirinn s e And if he weren't clean when I removed him
Bhogainn rithist ann e I'd soak him again
   
Nam biodh agam gioball bodaich If I had a ragged old man
Bhogainn as an allt e I'd soak him in the stream
Nam biodh agam gioball bodaich If I had a ragged old man
Bhogainn as an allt e I'd soak him in the stream
Nam biodh agam gioball bodaich If I had a ragged old man
Bhogainn as an allt e I'd soak him in the stream
'S mur biodh e ghlan nuair a bheirinn s e And if he weren't clean when I removed him
Bhogainn rithist ann e I'd soak him again
   
Bhogainn e, 's gun togainn e I'd soak him and I'd lift him
'S gun bhogainn s an allt e And I'd soak him in the stream
Bhogainn e, 's gun togainn e I'd soak him and I'd lift him
'S gun bhogainn s an allt e And I'd soak him in the stream
Bhogainn e, 's gun togainn e I'd soak him and I'd lift him
'S gun bhogainn s an allt e And I'd soak him in the stream
'S mur biodh e ghlan nuair a bheirinn s e And if he weren't clean when I removed him
Bhogainn rithist ann e I'd soak him again
   
Gobha bh' ann a Hogha Gearraidh The smith from Hougharry
B' fhoghainteach an sealgair e Was a brave hunter
Gobha bh' ann a Hogha Gearraidh The smith from Hougharry
B' fhoghainteach an sealgair e Was a brave hunter
Gobha bh' ann a Hogha Gearraidh The smith from Hougharry
B' fhoghainteach an sealgair e Was a brave hunter
Gobha bh' ann a Hogha Gearraidh The smith from Hougharry
B' fhoghainteach an sealgair e Was a brave hunter
   
Mharbhadh e na feadagan He would kill the plover
Is leagadh e na calmain And he would slay the doves
Mharbhadh e na feadagan He would kill the plover
Is leagadh e na calmain And he would slay the doves
Mharbhadh e na feadagan He would kill the plover
Is leagadh e na calmain And he would slay the doves
Mharbhadh e na feadagan He would kill the plover
Is leagadh e na calmain And he would slay the doves
   
Gobha bh' ann a Hogha Gearraidh The smith from Hougharry
B' fhoghainteach an sealgair e Was a brave hunter
Gobha bh' ann a Hogha Gearraidh The smith from Hougharry
B' fhoghainteach an sealgair e Was a brave hunter
Gobha bh' ann a Hogha Gearraidh The smith from Hougharry
B' fhoghainteach an sealgair e Was a brave hunter
Gobha bh' ann a Hogha Gearraidh The smith from Hougharry
B' fhoghainteach an sealgair e Was a brave hunter
   
Mharbhadh e na feadagan He would kill the plover
Is leagadh e na calmain And he would slay the doves
Mharbhadh e na feadagan He would kill the plover
Is leagadh e na calmain And he would slay the doves
Mharbhadh e na feadagan He would kill the plover
Is leagadh e na calmain And he would slay the doves
Mharbhadh e na feadagan He would kill the plover
Is leagadh e na calmain And he would slay the doves

 

A Mhaighdeannan 'S A Mhnathan g
A mhaighdeannan 's a mhnathan g Maidens and young women
   
Chorus (after each verse):
H i r li ail o
H ro 's na hiuraibh
H i r li ail o
   
An cuala sibh mar dh' irich dhmhs' Have you heard what befell me
   
'Steach gu acarsaid na Srm When approaching Strome's anchorage?
   
Bhrist an t-slat is shrc an sel The sail-yard broke and the sail was rent
   
Chaidh na croinn dhan chuan mhr The masts fell into the depths
   
Chaidh na b' fhaide bhuam na seid The sailors drifted further away
   
Ged tha aon mhac m' athair be Though one of my father's sons is alive
   
Mac mo mhthair rinn mo len It was my mother's son who caused my distress
   
E bhith 'n grunnd a' chuain gun de He lies lifeless at the bottom of the sea
   
Nach gilan a cholainn ct' He body will not bear a coat
   
Nach gilan a chas a' bhrg His foot will not bear a shoe
   
Nach gilan a lmh an drn His hand will not bear an oar
   
'Illean chridheil, bitheamaid be Hearty fellows, we will live on
   
Gu d feum a th' anns a' bhrn What is the point in sorrow?
   
Cha toir caoineadh daoine be Weeping will not restore the men
   
Nan toireadh, chaoininn-sa gu ler If it did, I would cry many tears

 

Moladh Uibhist
'S e mis' bhith fada bho thr m' elais Being so far from the land I know
Chuir le brn gu gluasad mi Is what has stirred me in my sadness
Bhon tha an cianalas gam len Because nostalgia wounds me
Gun elaich a bhith mun cuairt orm Since there are none around me of the folk I know
Feuchaidh mi ri teud mo bheil I will touch the harp-strings of my voice
An cuir i 'n rdugh duanag dhomh To see if it can fashion a little song for me
Air Uibhist ghleannach, ghorm an fheir About green, grassy Uist of the glens
'S air pirt de dhigh an t-sluaigh a th' ann And something of the way of the people who live there
   
Mullach Langais nuair a ch mi When I see the crest of Langais
Bheir i inntinn shuaimhneach dhomh My spirits rise
'S aotrom a ghearras mi snteag My leap will be light
Dreadh ris a' ghualainn aic' As I climb its shoulder
Nochdadh sos ri tr an aigh Looking at the splendid land below me
'S ri taighean blth an t-sluaigh a th' ann With the houses of the warm-hearted folk who live there
'S ri Eilean Mhorghaidh air an trigh Seeing Morghaidh on the strand
Ged 's tric muir-ln 'ga chuartachadh The island that the full tide so often goes 'round
   
'M Paibeil far an do bhlais mi trth Paible was the place where I first
Air bidh na mthair bhuanghradhaich Tasted a mother's unfailing love
Far am fs an t-erna 's fherr Where the best barley grows
Gu diasach, grinneach, dualanach Braided, full-eared, rich in grain
Dh'raich iomadh laoch gun sgig The place that nutures many a valiant warrior
'S na bird a b' fherr a chuala sinn And the best bards that we have ever heard of
Bidh e tighinn gum chuimhne ghnth The warmth and kindness I found there
Gach coibhneas bidh a fhuair mi ann Ever come to my mind
   
Bu bhragha sealladh sa mhos Mhigh In the month of May, it was a beautiful sight
Na raontan ln de ghruagaichean To see the fields
Air an aghaidh fiamh a' ghire Full of smiling girls
'S air an girdean buaraichean With spancels on their arms
Dol dhan bhuailidh leis na laoigh Going to the cattle pen with the calves
N geum cho binn 's a chuala sinn Who call most sweetly
An crodh gam freagairt aig a' chuidh' And to hear the great lowing of the cows
'S gum b' rd a chluinnte nuallraich iad At the fold as they answered them
   
An Cille Mhoire 'n am an rduigh In Kilmuir at Communion time
'S an m nam brd a chuartachadh When the Communion tables are being served
Dhreamaid ri leathad Phil We would climb up Paul's slope
'S bhiodh sealladh brnach, truasal ann And there would be a sad and sorrowful sight
Sean is g a' sileadh dheir Young and old weeping
Air tolmain bhidheach uainbhratach On beautiful hillocks, carpeted in green
'S a' smaointinn air luchd-dimh nach be Thinking of loved ones no longer living
Bhith siud fo 'n fhd air fuarachadh Lying there cold in the ground
   
Mnathan ciatach, tosdach, ciallach Excellent, sensible, reserved women
Modhail, rianail, luathlamhach Courteous, orderly, skillful
Cite nise 'n cualas riamh Could it be said that niggardliness
A' spocaireachd ri fuaite riu'? Was ever found in them?
'S minig a thaisbean iad am fialachd Often did they show their generosity
'S iomadh dhomh le truacantas In many an act of kindness
Gur tric thug iad don acrach biadh Often did they give food to the hungry
Is ite-don bhon fhuachd thoirt dha And a warm place to shelter in
   
Tr mo dhaoine, tr mo ghridh Land of my people, land of my love
Ged theireadh cch gur duanaidh i Although others might say it is a dreary land
Cha do dhealraich grian air ite The sun has never shone
Leth cho lainn snuadh rithe On a place half as beautiful
'S ged nach fhaicear innte craobh And though it is treeless
Gu faicear fraoch is luachair innt' There are heather and rushes
Agus muran dubhghorm na raon And the dark-green bent grass of the fields there
'S iad taobh ri taobh gu cuaileanach Growing in tresses side by side
   
Tha cuid sliabh mar bha iad riamh Its sides are as they ever were
Gu fasgach, feurach, fuaranach Sheltered and grassy and full of springs
Cnocach, gleannach, sgorach, grianach With knolls and glens and crevices
Lusach, riasgach, cruachanach Sunny, covered with herbage, tussocky and humped
Far am faigh a' chaora dol Hillsides where the sheep finds abundance
'S gun is gum biadh i h-uan orra And where she can feed her lamb without stint
'S bheir iad daonnan don fhiadh Hillsides that give food and drink
A dheoch, a bhiadh, 's a chluasagan And pillows to the deer
   
Tha 'n sealladh mu dheireadh den ghrin The last glimpse of the sun
'S i 'n didh gach speur a chuartachadh After it has circled the whole sky
Air fhaicinn na mo dhthaich fhin May be seen from my land
'S i moch ag irigh suas oirre Just before it rises again on it
Crochnaichidh mi 'n diugh mo sgeul I must cut short my account for today
'S e tm a ghill san uair seo dhomh Since my time has gone
'S ged gheibhinn dusan saoghal fidh And even if I lived twelve times as long as a stag
Cha chuir mi 'n cill gach buaidh a th' oirr' I could not recount all the beauties of Uist

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