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English Translation
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Sèist
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Chorus (after each verse)
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O thoir a-nall am Botul
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Oh pass over the Bottle
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He cùm thall am bodach
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Hey, keep the "old boy" over there
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Nuair a thogadh e oirnn sogan
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When he makes us tipsy
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'S e 'm Botul bu docha leinn
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It's the Bottle we prefer
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B' e siud Earrach dubh a' chala
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That was the black Spring of darkness
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Dh' fhàg e iomach aon gun smalan
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It lifted the gloom from everyone
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Thug e uamsa mo chrodh bainne
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It took from me my milking cows
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Sin e gearrain bha mi 'caoidh
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I lamented the cattle
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'S gur beag m' ùidh dhol chun na h-àiridh
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I had little interest in going to the shieling
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Shealltainn air mo chuid chruidh àluinn
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To see to my beautiful cattle
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'S gun agam dhiu ach na cnàmhan
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Only their bones were left
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'S iad gun shliochd, gun àl, gun laoigh
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They were without offspring, young, or calves
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'S fear as lugha gheibh de 'n t-saoghal
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The man who has least worldly possessions
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Bidh e 'strì ri tuilleadh fhaotainn
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Will fight to get more
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Gheibh sinn uile biadh is aodach
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We will all get food and clothes
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'S cha toir daoran maoin don chill
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And a miser cannot take his riches to the grave
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'S lìon am Botul, lìon a dhà dhiu
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Fill the Bottle, fill two of them
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Na biodh cùram ort mu 'm pàigheadh
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Don't worry about paying for them
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Mur a faigh thu na do làmh e
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If you don't have it in your hand
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Nì seic' na bà dar an t-suim
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The cow's hide will pay for one of them
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