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English Translation
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Ochòin a rìgh
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Ochone oh God
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Gura tinn an galair an gradh
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How sore is the sickness of love
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Chan eil neach air am bi
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There is no one who suffers
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Nach saoil gura bliadhna gach lath'
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That does not think a day lasts a year
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Gun bhrist e mo chridh'
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It has broken my heart
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'S gun sgaoil e cuislean mo shlàint'
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And ruined my health
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Bhith cumha na dhèidh
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Lamenting him, after leaving
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On thrèig mi fear an fhuilt bhàin
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The fair young man
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Sèist
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Chorus (after each verse)
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Air fàlarainn ò, hug ò air fàlarainn ì
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Air fàlarainn ò, hug ò air fàlarainn ì
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Air fàlarainn ò, hug ò air fàlarainn ì
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Air fàlarainn ò, hug ò air fàlarainn ì
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Fail-ì, fail-ò, thug ò air fàlarainn ì
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Fail-ì, fail-ò, thug ò air fàlarainn ì
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Ochòin, a ghaoil, gum b' aotrom aighearach sinn
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Ochone, my love, we were happy and carefree
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Nuair thèid thu thar sail, a ghràidh
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When you sail abroad, my love
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Biodh glainne nad dhòrn
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Have a glass to hand
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'S bi 'g òl mo dheoch-slàint 's gach àit'
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And drink my good health in each place
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An suidh thu aig bòrd
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Where you are at table
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Do chridhe geal, èibhinn
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Your heart is fair, happy
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Eutrom, aighearach, òg
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Lightsome, cheery and young
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'S bu bhinne do bheul
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And your mouth is sweeter
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Na'n teud on tigeadh an ceòl
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Than musical strings
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Nach robh mi 's mo ghràdh
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Oh that I and my love
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Air àirigh monaidh na'n sliabh
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Were on a high shieling or on the slopes
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Na air an tràigh bhàin
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Or on the white beach
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No'n àit' nach robh duine riamh
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In a deserted place unvisited by man
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Seachd oidhche, seachd lath'
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Seven nights, seven days
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Gun tàmh, gun chadal, gun bhiadh
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Without rest, without sleep, without food
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Ach thusa bhith, 'ghràidh
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Just you, my love
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'S do làmh an tarruing mam bhian
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Holding me tight
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Do chùl buidhe, dualach
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It was your fair
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Cuachach, camagach, tlàth
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Curly, beautiful hair
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Dh' fhàg mise fo ghruaim
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That left me miserable
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Gu buan, gu latha mo bhàis
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Forever to the day of my death
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'S nan tigeadh tu nuas
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And if you were to visit
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Air chuairt dhan bhaile-sa thàmh
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And stay in this town
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Ged chaochail mo shnuadh
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Although the bloom has faded from my complexion
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Bu dual dhomh rithist bhith slàn
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I would be whole once more
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Gum b' aotrom aighearach sinn...
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We were happy and carefree...
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