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English Translation
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Mar dhearrsadh greine maduinn Maigh
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As the morning sun shines in May
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Do sheòmair càrnadh glòir
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Spreading its glory in the room
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Mar sin thig cuimhn' air sealladh àigh
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A happy sight comes to my mind
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Le ùrachd graidh gu'm mheoir
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With a lovely newness
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Ach thar gach fleadh do'm shùil a bha
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But above each feast to the eyes I have seen
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Thar fuinn is sàil is neòil
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Over land and seas and skies
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Bidh speis mo chrìdhe laidhe ghnàths
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My affections come naturally to rest
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Air àilleachd Loch na h-Ob
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On the beauty of Loch na h-Ob
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Air Loch na h-Ob tha maise naomh
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There's a sacred beauty on Loch na h-Ob
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Nach fhaic mi'n taobh so 'n fhòid
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Unmatched this side the grave
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Air Loch na h-Ob tha tobar gaoil
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On Loch na h-Ob there's a beloved well
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Na's cuibhre na smaoin na h-òigh
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More fragrant than a maiden's thoughts
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O'n sgàthan neamhaidh soilleir subhailc
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From the heavenly, bright, virtuous mirror
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O'n naoidhean suaineach stold'
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From the sleepy, settled infant
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Ri gràs na flathas ard tha sùaip
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To the divine grace which is reflected
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Aig tuar-neul Loch na h-Ob
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In the clouded colors of Loch na h-Ob
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Chan ioghnadh sruthan beinn a' fhraoich
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It's no surprise that heathery mountain streams
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Bhi ruith le caoin ghuth cheòl
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Should run with a voice of gentle music
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Cha'n ioghnadh bradan mear nan caol
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It's no surprise that the spirited salmon of the narrows
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Bhi leumnaich aotrom og
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Should be leaping light and youthful
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Cha'n ioghnadh leam an fhaoileag bhan
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I'm not surprised that the white seagull
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Le gaol a snàmh gu foill
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Swims lovingly and leisurely
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Oir 's sonas uile dhaibh gu bràth
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As all who come to rest
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Bhi tamh an Loch na h-Ob
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On Loch na h-Ob will have eternal happiness
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'Se cor na beatha dragh is streup
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The way of life is filled with strife and bother
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'S an cois an streup thig bròn
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And with the strife comes sadness
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Ach chan eil galair gun a leigh
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But there is no disease incurable
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Na'n robh e léir do ar n-eol
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Were it within our knowledge
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An uair bhios smalan agus gruaim
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When sorrow and melancholy
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A' dubhadh duairc mo neoil
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Darken and veil my face
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Gheibh m'anam sonas fois is cluain
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My soul will find happiness
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An uaigneas Loch na h-Ob
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Peace and quiet in the seclusion of Loch na h-Ob
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A Loch na h-Ob a choisinn m'eud
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Loch na h-Ob, which has won my admiration
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Mo bheannachd fhein ad choir
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I give you my blessings
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Do shamhchair bheannaichte 's do speis
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Your blessed tranquility and your affections
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Bidh'n dluths mo chleibh ri'm bheo
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Will be close to my heart forever
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Mo dhurachd agus m'achainn bhuan
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My wish and my eternal request
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Nach tathaich truaill do chors'
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Is that your shoreline never be defiled
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Ach bhi 'nad shealladh maise 's buaidh
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But that you will look beautiful and virtuous
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Gu'n teirig cuairt nan lo
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Until the end of time
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