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English Translation
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O deoch-slainte mo ghaisgich
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Here's health to my hero
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'S coir a faicinn 'ga lionadh
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'Tis right full to fill it
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Us a cumail an cleachdadh
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And to keep it in practice
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Mar fasan da rireadh
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As truly a fashion
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H-uile fear leis nach ait i
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Every man who dislikes it
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F'agam esan an iotadh
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I shall leave him a-thirsting
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Bhith 'ga h-ol gur h-e b'annsa
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To drink it were pleasant
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Ma's branndaidh no fion i
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In wine or in brandy
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Gur e b'annsa, gur e b'annsa
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So pleasant, so pleasant
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'S a Dhomhnuill oig Abraich
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Young Donald from Lochaber
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Do shlainte gum faic mi mun'n cuairt i
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Thy health may I see drunk around me
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An t-og firinneach smachdail
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The youth faithful, commanding
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Nach robh tais an am cruadail
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And in danger unflinching
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'S beag iongnadh an t-ardan
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Little wonder that pride shines
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Bhith gu h-ard ann ad ghruaidhean
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So high in thy visage
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'S a liuthad fuil rioghail
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While so much blood royal
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Tha sioladh mu d'ghuillibh
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Does run by thy shoulders
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'S a liuthad fuil, 's a liuthad fuil
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So much blood, so much blood
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'S dearbhadh air sin Sliabh a' Chlamhain
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It was shown at Gladsmuir
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Gun d'fhuair sibh barrachd an cruadal
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Thou excelledst in valor
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Thug thu an duthchas o d'sheanair
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Thy spirit tookst from thy grandsire
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B'ard-cheannard air sluagh e
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Who of hosts was commander
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Tha mo dhuil anns an Trianaid
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And my hope's in the Trinity
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Ma's ni thig gu buaidh e
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If this thing came to triumph
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Gum faic mi thu ad Dhiuca
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I'll see thee win a Dukedom
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An deidh an crun ud a bhuannachd
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When that crown has been gained
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'Is 'nad Dhiuc', 'is 'nad Dhiuc'
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As a duke, as a duke
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Cha b'e siubhal na slainte
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Nor did that coward rabble
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Bh'aig a' ghraisg us a'teicheadh
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Take to fleeing in safety
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'S iomadh cota ruadh maduir
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For many a red-coat
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Bh'anns an araich gun leithcheann
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Lay on the field headless
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Agus slinnein o'n ghualainn
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And arms from their shoulders
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Agus cnuac chaidh a leagail
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And crowns off were stricken
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Le luths nam fear laidir
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By the keen, mighty heroes
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Ghabh an t-ardan gun eagal
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Haughty, and fearless
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Le luths nam fear, le luths nam fear...
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By the strength of men, by the strength of men...
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