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English Translation
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Air rubha'n aiseig, thar' stuadh an t-sail
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On the harbor point, across the waves
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Tha long mo bhruadair gam' sheoladh gun dail
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The ship of my dreams is steering me without delay
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Tir a'Mhurain, cha toir mi fuath
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Land of rye grass, I bear you no ill-will
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An cala, s'ceann-uidhe, Baghasdal mu thuath
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The harbor, the destination, North, Boisdale
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'S bi'n fhaire a briseadh air machraichean uain'
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Dawn breaks on green machair
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O bhaile mor nan geallaidhean, 'stric tha mo smuain
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Oh great town of promises, I think of you often
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A tionndadh s'a tilleadh air sgiathan na gaoith
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Turning and returning on the wings of the wind
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Gu cala, s'ceann-uidhe, Baghasdal mu thuath
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The harbor, the destination, North Boisdale
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Alleluiah...
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Alleluiah...
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Is cianail m'aigne, fo uallach s'gun fhois
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My mind is sad, burdened and restless
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'S cruas nan cabhsairean gun ghainmhich fom chois
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The hard pavements without sand beneath my feet
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O nach fhaicinn, Eireisgeidh 'san caol
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Oh if I could see Eriskay and the Kyle
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'San cala, s ceann-uidhe, Baghasdal mo ghaol
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And the harbor, the destination, Boisdale, my lvove
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Alleluiah...
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Alleluiah...
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'S maduinn Di-Domhnaich le creideamh nar cridh'
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And on Sunday morning with faith in our hearts
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Og is aosd', guidhe beannachd-na-sith
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Young and old offering the Peace Blessing
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O Reul na Mara, na treig solus m'aigh
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Oh star of the ocean, don't desert my hope's light
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An cala, 's ceann-uidhe, Uibhist mo ghraidh
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And the harbor, the destination, Uist, my love
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Alleluiah...
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Alleluiah...
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