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English Translation
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'S a' mhaduinn chéitein 'n uair tha 'n driùchd
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On a May morning when the dew
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Cho ciùin air bhàrr an fheòir
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Lay gently on top of the grass
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'S na lusan maoth cho maiseach ùr
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And the tender flowers, new and beautiful
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A' dùsgadh suas 'n an glòir
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Were awakening in their glory
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'S a' ghrian a' boillsgeadh air an gnùis
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And the sun shining on their surfaces
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Mar sheudan mùirneach òir
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Like delicate, golden jewels
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Tha sin gu tric a' toirt gu m' smaoin
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This often brings to my mind
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An gaol a thug mi òg
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The love I gave in my youth
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'N uair chì mi 'n spréidh a' ruith 's a' leum
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When I see the cattle and their young
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Le éibhneas air na lòin
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Playing happily in the meadows
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'S a chì mi smeòrach bhinn nan geug
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And I see the beautiful thrush
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'S a céile fhéin 'n a còir
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And her chosen mate mong the branches
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Ag ullachadh a cuachaig fhaoin
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Preparing her empty nest
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C' a h-àlach maoth gun treòir
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For her tender, helpless young
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Tha sin gu tric a' toirt gu m' smaoin
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This often brings to my mind
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An gaol a thug mi òg
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The love I gave in my youth
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'N uair chì mi 'n rìbhinn mhaiseach chiùin
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When I see the quiet and comely maiden
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Le rùn gun fhoill gun ghò
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With love free from treachery or guile
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'S a leannan gaoil d'an d'thug i ùidh
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Happily picking roses
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Le sunnd a' buain nan ròs
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Along with the loved one she desired
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'S a chi mi 'n t-òigfhear fearail, caomh
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And I see the friendly, manly lad
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A' seinn ri taobh na h-òigh
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Singing beside the pure maid
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Tha sin gu tric a' toirt gu m' smaoin
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This often brings to my mind
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An gaol a thug mi òg
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The love I gave in my youth
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Faodaigh na lusan éirigh suas
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But the flowers must sprout forth
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Tha 'n diugh 'n an suain fo 'n fhòd
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Which today lie dormant in the earth
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'S 'n uair thig an samhradh sèimh mu'n cuairt
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And when the calm summer comes around
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Bidh luathghair aig na h-eòin
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The birds will rejoice
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Thig iomadh caochladh oirnn nach saoil
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Many unseen changes will come about
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'S cha bhi iad saor a bhròn
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Which will not be free from sorrow
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Tha sin gu tric a' toirt gu m' smaoin
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This often brings to my mind
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An gaol a thug mi òg
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The love I gave in my youth
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