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English Translation
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Sèist
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Chorus (after each verse)
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Bheir anall an t-slige chreachain
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Bring over the scallop shell
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Oir 's ann aisd' as blasd' tha 'n drain
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Since the dram tastes best from it
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Gur math an t-ainm dhith an creachan
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Ruination is the best name for it
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Gur e an t-slige chreach a th' ann
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For it is the shell of ruination
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Chan eil bodach, chan eil cailleach
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There's not an old man or woman
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Cha eil bacach, chan eil dall
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Cripple or blind person
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A thig a dh' iarraidh biadh no fasgadh
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Who comes for food or shelter
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Nach tig do 'n leabaidh ud thall
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Who won't go to that bed over there
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'S cha bhi mi tuilleadh fo sgainneal
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I will no longer be discredited
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B' fheàrr leam dollaidh a's a' cheann
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I would rather have my hangover
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Na bhith cogadh ris a' chaillich
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Than be rowing with the wife
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Tud, a bodach, fuirich thall
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Away with you, old man, stay over there
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'S chan eil bodach anns an dùthaich
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There isn't an old man in the district
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Nach bi 'n diugh a' cùl chainnt oirnn'
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Who won't miscall us today
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Sguireadh na bodaich de 'n dùrdail
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Let the old men cease from their mutterings
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Feumaidh sinne drùthag òl
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We must have our wee dram
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