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English Translation
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O teannaibh dlùth is togaibh fonn
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Draw close and let us sing a song
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Mo chridhe trom air m' aineol
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I feel sad in a strange land
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'S mi fad ò eilean an damh donn
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Far away from the island of the red stag
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'S ò thìr nan gleann 's nan gallan
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From the land of gleans and saplings
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O beir an t-soraidh seo nis bhuam
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Now take this greeting from me
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Thar chuain is chruaich is bheannaibh
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Over the ocean, hills and mountains
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A dh' ionnsaigh Muile nam beann fuar
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To Mull of the cool high bens
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O eilean uaine a' bharraich
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And the green island of the birch trees
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Och a Rìgh nach mi bha thall
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Oh dear God, I wish I were there
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An tìr nan gleann 's nam bealach
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In the land of glens and gorges
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Tìr nan craobh 's i tìr mo ghaoil
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The forested land is my own dear land
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Nan lagan fraoich 's an rainneach
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Land of the heather hollows and bracken
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O sud na glinn 's am faighte aoigh
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These are the glens of generosity
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'S na roinn chum taobh na mara
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Especially in the areas beside the sea
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'S tha luchd mo ghaoil an diugh mu sgaoil
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By my loved ones have all been cleared
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'S an t-àite fo chaoraich Shasainn
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While their homes are under English sheep-runs
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Gur truagh a' Ghàidhlig bhi 'na càs
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It's a pity Gaelic is in such a poor state
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O 'n dh' fhalbh na Gàidheil a bh' againn
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Since the clearing of the Gaels that were once there
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A ghineil òig tha tighinn 'nan àit'
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Oh young people who take their place
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O togaibh suas a bratach
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Please unfurl the Gaelic banner
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O teannaibh dlùth is togaibh fonn
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Draw close and let us sing a song
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Mo chridhe trom air m' aineol
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I feel sad in a strange land
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'S mi fad ò eilean an damh donn
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Far away from the island of the red stag
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'S ò thìr nan gleann 's nan gallan
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From the land of gleans and saplings
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