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English Translation
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Sèist
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Chorus (after each verse)
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O a ruin, gur a tu th' m'aire
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Oh love, you are on my mind
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O a ruin, gur a tu th' m'aire
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Oh love, you are on my mind
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Tu-fhein a ruin, gura tu th'air m'aire
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It is you, oh love, who is on my mind
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Gur e do shugragh tha tighinn fainear dhomh
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It is your playfulness that I think of
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Cha togar fonn leam ach trom th'air m'aineol
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A song doesn't lift me, but I am heavy of heart
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Cha dean mi òran 's an doigh bu mhath leam
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I will not make a song the way I used to
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Gur mi bha gorach, nuair thug mi gealladh
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I was foolish when I made a promise
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Dh'an nigheag oig a th'an comhnuidh 'n Canna
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To the young girl from Canna
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Gur mi bha stàiteal nuair dh'fhàg mi Ailean
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I was stately before I left Allen
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A'togail gàradh, 'sa càradh beulach
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Building walls and fixing fences
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Gum b'fheàrr bhith ann airneo 's meallt mo bharail
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I would prefer to be there than
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Na bhith 'san àm seo 'san taing nan Gallaibh
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Than to be here obliged to the Galls
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Nuair nì sinn gluasad Dìluain dh'an bhaile
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When we left Monday to go to the town
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Bha bodaich Gallt ann a gheall ar meallachd
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There were English old men there who made us promises
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Cha tuig mi nàduir le cànan Gallaich
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I didn't understand the English language
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Tha mise dall gun an càinnt am theangaidh
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I am blind without my language
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Thoir soiridh bhuamsa thar cuan dh'a m' leannan
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Send my greetings over the sea to my sweetheart
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Is innsaibh fhein dhi gu bheil mi fallain
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And tell her that I'm healthy
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Gu bheil mi'n drast ann an Cader Parish
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And I am yet in Cader parish
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'S gu deachaidh Gàidhlig an àite seallaidh
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And that Gaelic has gone from my view
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'S tu Chatriona, tha tighinn air m'aire
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And you Catriona, you are on my mind
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Gur e do stòras a rinn mo mhealladh
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It is your treasures which have enticed me
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'S tu bhith bòidheach, gun bhosd, gun bharrachd
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And you are beautiful, without boasting, without superiority
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Dh'en fhine mhòr 'o MhacLeoid na Hearradh
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From the great line of the MacLeods of Harris
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