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English Translation
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Sèist
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Chorus (after each verse)
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Air fàlairinn ò hug ò air fàlairinn ì
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Air falairinn o hug o air falairinn i
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Air fàlairinn ò hug ò air fàlairinn ì
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Air falairinn o hug o air falairinn i
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Fàilidhe fàileo hug ò air fàlairinn ì
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Failidhe faileo hug o air falairinn i
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Ochoin a ghaoil gum b'aotrom aighearach sinn
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Oh woe is me, my love, we were once happy and carefree
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Ochoin a rìgh
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Oh woe is me
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Gura tinn an galar an gràdh
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How sore is the sickness of love
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Chan eil neach air am bì
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There is no one who suffers
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Nach saoil gur e bliadhna gach là
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That does not feel that each day lasts a year
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Gun bhriste mo chridh'
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My heart is broken
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'S gun sgaoil e cuislean mo shlàinte'
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And sapped the springs of my health
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Bhith cumha 'na dhèidh
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Lamenting him, after leaving him
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O thrèig mi fear an fhuilt bhàin
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The fair young man
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Nuair thèid thu thar sail, a ghràidh
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When you are sailing abroad, love
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Biodh glainne nad dhòrn
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Have a glass to hand
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'S bi g'òl mo dheoch-slàint' 's gach àite'n
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And drink my good health in each place
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Suidh thu aig bòrd
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Where you are seated at table
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Do chridhe geal-èibhinn
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Your heart is fair, happy
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Eutrom aighearach òg
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Light, cheerful and young
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'S bu bhinne do bheul
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And your mouth is sweeter
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Na'n teud o'n tigeadh an ceòl
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Than any musical strings
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Nan robh mi 's mo ghràdh
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Oh I wish that I and my love
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Air àirigh monaidh na'n sliabh
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Were on a high shieling or on the braes
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No air an tràigh bhàin
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Or on the white beach
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No'n àit' nach robh duine riamh
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In a deserted place where no man goes
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Seachd oidhche, seachd là
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Seven nights, seven days
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Gun tàmh, gun chadal, gun bhiadh
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Without rest, without sleep, without food
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Ach thusa bhith, ghràidh
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Only you, my love
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'S do làmh an tarruinn ma m'mheadhan
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With your hands around my middle
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