Tá scéilín na 'gam le h-insint dóibhse,. Cúrsaí spóirt agus comhrá dí,. úll breá gleoite do chuireas I mo phóca,. 's ni bhfuaras romham ach prátín síl..
Is cosil gur mheath t n gur thrig t an greann,. T sneachta ga freasach f bhal na mbeann',. Do chl bu daite 's do bhiln smh,. Siud chugaibh mary chinidh 's ndiaidh an irne 'shnmh.
Sa tsean ghleann thiar a bhi s raibh. Go dt gur fhs na hadharc' uirthi. Bliain is cad is corradh laethe. Go dtinig an aois go tran uirthi. Bhi s gcr bheag ins an cheo.
Time came around and I was in need. You came by my side, all my troubles to ease. You collected my heart, healing the past. You'll never lay down [unverified] and I can count on you.
Ain't No More Cane On This Brazos. Chad Mitchell Trio. Album: "Singing Our Minds". . Ain't no more cane on this Brazos by the buoy.. Oh, oh, oh.. Well, we done ground it all to molasses..
An ataireachd bhuan, cluinn fuaim na h-ataireachd ard. Tha torann a chuain mar chualas leamsa 'nam phaisd,. Gun mhuthadh gun truas, a' sluaisreadh gainneamh na tragh's.
Here is the song "Am buchaille ban" which Capercaillie do a lovely. version of on their Crosswinds album. I was sent these words by John. Angus Macleod of Gaidhlig Aig Deas, who got them from someone at An Comunn.
Alasdair, son of exile Cholla. In your hand I would entrust deeds.. Chant.... The lord of Ach-nam-breac would be killed. by you. Chant.... He would be buried at the edge of the loch.
Alasdair Mhic oho. Cholla ghasda oho. As do laimh-s' gun oho. Earbhainn tapaidh trom eile. (refrain). Chall eile bho chall a ho ro. Chall eile bho chall a ho ro.
When day is over and life is done. Mine eyes have closed and my strength has gone,. O westwards take me and quietly lay me. In Aignish graveyard beside the sea..
An ciaradh m'fheasgair 's mo bheath' air claoidh. Mo rosg air dunadh 's a' bhas gun chli.. Stiuir curs' an lar leam gu Eilean ciatach. Gu Aignish sgiamhach far an d'araich mi..