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Capercaillie - Soraidh Bhuam Gu Barraidh
Soraidh bhuam gu Barraidh
My blessings on Barra
Eilean's maisich tha fo'n ghrein
The most beautiful island under the sun
Far an tric an robh mi sugradh
Where I often played
'S le sunna a ruith na spreidh
And happily herded the cattle
Gur lionmhor lus tha fas fo'n druchd
Plants abound beneath the dew
Is deallt air uir as dheidh
And the fine rain on the soil
A' bheireadh slainte is muirneal dhuit
On a May morning
Air maduinn chubhraidh cheit
Gives forth both good health and happiness
An am direadh ris a mhonadh
I wished for nothing better
Measg a' mhurain 'be mo mhiann
Than to walk through the maram grass
Air feasgar fann's an fhoghar
To the moors
Nuair a chromadh air a ghrian
As the sun sank low on a still autumn evening
Gum beathaicheadh am faladh thu
When the fragrance of the most beautiful plants
Far luscan b'aille fiomh
Would invigorate me
An aiteag chubhraidh aluinn
As would the gentle sea breezes
Thig far bharr a' chain an iar
Coming from the Atlantic
An am eirigh anns an t'samhradh
In the summer
'Se bhith ann, bu mhor mo mhiann
My only wish was to be there
Gach iasgair 's e le bhata
As the fishermen in the boats
Dol gu aite a chuir na lion
Went to lay the lines
Nuair a charadh iad siuil shlan rith
What a joy it was to watch
Air bharr nan tonnan liath
The boats under full sail
Bu bhriagha a bhi ga faicinn
On the crests of the white waves
Air a setadh dol dha'n iar
As they headed on their westerly course
'Se Barraidh an t-eilean 's boidhche
Barra is the most beautiful island
Ann cho mor 's gun d'chur mi uigh
The island of my heart's desire
Far an tric an do ghabh mi oran
When I often sang in the company
Measg non oighean maiseach ciuin
Of serene and beautiful young ladies
'S ged tha mi'n duigh air m'aineol
And although I'm alone today
An Australia nan craobh
In Australia of the trees
Cha di-chuimhuich mi a Ghaidhlig
I'll never forget the Gaelic language
Tha i sgriobhte 's a' chlar aig m'aois
Which is engraved on my mind
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