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English Translation
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Sèist
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Chorus (after each verse)
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O, tha mise fo gruaimean
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Oh I am unhappy
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'S beag ioghnadh ged a ghluaisinn duilich
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There's little wonder I go about sadly
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'S fad' tha mise o I mo chàirdean
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I am from from Iona, land of my people
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Far 'n d' rinn mi 'fàgail uile
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Where I left them all behind
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O, tha mise fo gruaimean
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Oh I am unhappy
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'S iomadh rud a tha 's an àit' seo
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There are many things in this place
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Nach robh 's an àit' a dh'fhàg sinne
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That were not in the land that we left
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Cuileagan uaine 's an là ann
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Flies that are green in the daytime
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'S air an oidhch' a fàs 'nan teine
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And at night they turn into fire
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'S ged is liath ceann an Dròbhair
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Though the Drover, who came over with us
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Thàinig nall còmhla ruinne
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Has a head that's gray with age
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Bha na suaimpeachain cho dlùth ann
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The swamps here are so thick
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'S gu'n dh'éibh e, "Tha'n dùthaich 'na teine"
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That he cried out, "The country is on fire"
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Cha chluinn sibh cuthag no gug-gùg ann
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You won't hear the cuckoo or his call here
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Maduinn chiùin air bràigh glinne
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On a calm morning on the hillside
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Ach drumaireachd na coilich-ruadha
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Only the drumming of the red grouse cock
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'S siud a' fuaim tha fuathach dhuinne
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And that's an unpleasant sound to us
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