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English Translation
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Gur duilich leam mar tha mi
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Sad I consider my condition
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'S mo chridhe 'n sas aig bron
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With my heart engaged with sorrow
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Bhon an uair a dh'fhag mi
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From the very time that I left
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Beanntan ard a'cheo
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The high bens of the mist
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Gleanntannan a'mhanrain
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The little glens of dalliance
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Nan loch, nam bagh 's nan srom
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Of the lochans, the bays and the forelands
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'S an eala bhan tha tamh ann
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And the white swan dwelling there
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Gach la air 'm bheil mi 'n toir
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Whom I daily pursue
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A Mhagaidh na bi tursach
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Maggie, don't be sad
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A ruin, ged gheibhinn bas
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Love, if I should die
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Co am fear am measg an t-sluaigh
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Who among men
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A mhaireas buan gu brath?
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Endures eternally?
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Chan eil sinn uile ach air chuairt
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We are all only on a journey
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Mar dhithein buaile fas
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Like flowers in the deserted cattle fold
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Bheir siantannan na blianna sios
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That the year's wind and rain will bring down
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'S nach tog a'ghrian an aird
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And that the sun cannot raise
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Tha 'n talamh leir mun cuairt dhiom
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All the ground around me
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'N mheallan suas 's na neoil
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Is like hail in the heavens
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Aig na 'shells' a'bualadh
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With the shells exploding
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Cha leir dhomh bhuam le ceo
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I am blinded by smoke
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Gun chlaisneachd aig mo chluasan
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My ears are deafened
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Le fuaim a'ghunna mhoir
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By the roar of the cannon
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Ach ged tha 'n uair seo cruaidh orm
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But despite the savagery of the moment
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Tha mo smuaintean air NicLeoid
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My thoughts are on the girl called MacLeod
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Air m'uilinn anns na truinnsichean
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Crouched in the trenches
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Tha m'inntinn ort, a ghraidh
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My mind is fixed on you, love
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Nam chadal bidh mi a'bruadar ort
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In sleep I dream of you
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Cha dualach dhomh bhith slan
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I am not fated to survive
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Tha m'aigne air a lionadh
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My spirit is filled
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Le cianalas cho lan
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With a surfeit of longing
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'S a' ghruag a dh'fhas cho ruadh orm
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And my hair once so auburn
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A nis air thuar bhith ban
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Is now almost white
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Oidhche mhath leat fhein, a ruin
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Good night to you, love
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Nad leabaidh chubhraidh bhlath
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In your warm, sweet-smelling bed
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Cadal samhach air a chul
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May you have peaceful sleep and afterwards
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Do chusgadh sunndach slan
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May you waken healthy and in good spirits
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Tha mise 'n seo 's an truinnsidh fhuar
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I am here in the cold trench
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'S nam chluasan fuaim a' bhais
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With the clamor of death in my ears
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Gun duil ri faighinn as le buaidh
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With no hope of returning victorious
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Tha 'n cuan cho buan ri shnamh
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The ocean is too wide to swim
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