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English Translation
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A Dhòmhnaill an Dùin
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Donald of Duntulm
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Mhic Ghilleasbuig nan tùr
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Son of Archibald of the towers
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Chaidh t' eineach 's do chliù thar chàch
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You have surpassed all other in goodness and renown
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Tha seirc ann ad ghruaidh
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There is beauty in your cheeks
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Caol mhala gun ghruaim
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Your brow is slender, without a frown
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Beul meachar o'n suairce gradh
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A tender mouth of gentle love
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Bidh siud ort a' triall
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When marching you carry
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Claidheamh sgaiteach gorm siar
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A keen blue-bladed sword
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Air th' uilinn bidh sgiath gun sgàth
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On your elbow a fearless shield
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Is a' ghràbhailt mhath ùr
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And your good new headshield
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Air a taghadh o'n bhùth
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Chosen from the best stock
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B' i do roghainn an tùs a' bhlàir
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Was your choice as battle commenced
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A churaibh gun ghiamh
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Warrior without blemish
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Tràth ghabhadh tu fiamh
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You would be alert for attack
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Is e thogadh tu sgian mar arm
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To lift a dirk as your weapon
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Is a gunna nach diùlt
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And the trusty gun
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An tràth chaogadh tu 'n t-sùil
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When you would take aim
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Gum bitheadh a shùgradh searbh
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Would play a bitter game
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Is bogha 'n t-sàr chùil
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And a bow of excellent flexibility
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Donn meallanach ùr
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Brown, well-knotted and new
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Caoin fallain de'n fhiùran dearg
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Seasoned and healthy from the red yew
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Is taifeid nan dual
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And the knotted bow-string
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Air a tarraing fo d' chluais
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Drawn back below your ear
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'S mairg neach air am buailt' a meall
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Woe to him struck by its forceful blow
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Is ite 'n eòin leith
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And a goose feather
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Air a sparradh le cèir
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Fixed with wax
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Bhiodh briogadh an dèidh a h-eàrr
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There would be a puncture where its tail passed through
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Air an leacainn mun iadh
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On the slope where
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Cinn ghlasa nan sgiath
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The winged gray heads circle
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Cha bu ghaiseadh bu mhiann le d' chrann
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Your shaft was unlikely to shrivel from disuse
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O 's imeachd do'n Fhèinn
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Since the Fian tribe is gone
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'S cinn-fhine sibh fèin
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You are indeed
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Air fineachan fèil gu dearbh
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The leaders of liberal clans
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Iarla Aondruim nan sluagh
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The earl of Antrim of the hosts
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'S Clann Ghill' Eathain nam buadh
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And the victorious Maclean clan
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Bidh siud leat is Ruairidh Garbh
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They will support you, and Ruairidh Garbh
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A Dhòmhnaill an Dùin
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Donald of Duntulm
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