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Capercaillie - An T
Ma's ann 'gam mhealladh, a ghaoil, a bha thu
If deceiving me, oh love, thou wert
Ma's ann 'gam mhealladh as deigh do gheallaidh
If deceiving me despite thy vow
'Se luaidh do mholaidh ni mi gu brath
Yet chant thy praise I ever will
Ma's ann 'gam mhealladh, a ghaoil, a bha thu
If deceiving me, oh love, thou wert
Righ, gur mise tha gu tursach Oh King,
I am the sorrowful one
Gaol an iarla 'ga mo chiurradh
And the love of the Earl a-hurting me
Tha na deoir a'sior-ruith o m' shuilean
The tears are ever running from mine eyes
'S mo chridhe bruite le guin do ghraidh
And my heart is bruised with the sting of thy love
Ma's ann 'gam mhealladh, a ghaoil, a bha thu
If deceiving me, oh love, thou wert
Bha mi raoir leat 'na mo bhruadar Last night
I was with thee in my dream
Thall an Diura nam beann fuara
Across in Jura of the cold bens
Bha do phogan mar bhiolair uaine
Thy kisses were like the green water-cresses
Ach dh'fhalbh am bruadar is dh'fhan an cradh
Fled the dream, remained the pain
Ma's ann 'gam mhealladh, a ghaoil, a bha thu
If deceiving me, oh love, thou wert
Thig, a ghaoil agus duin mo shuilean
Come, oh love, and close my eyes
'S a' chiste-chaoil far nach dean mi dusgadh
In the narrow kirst where I shall never awake
Cuir a sios mi an duslach
Diurach Lay me down under earth from Jura
Oir 's ann 's an uir a ni mise tamh
In the grave alone is there rest for me
Ma's ann 'gam mhealladh, a ghaoil, a bha thu
If deceiving me, oh love, thou wert
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