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A Dhìneag a bhronag |
Untidy Dineag |
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Tha an dealbh thug thu dhòmhsa |
The picture you gave me |
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A' coimhead cho neònach |
Looks so strange |
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'S cho gòrach le cliabh |
And foolish with a creel |
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'S tu tarraing na mònadh |
AS you gather your peats |
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Le d' bheannaig 's le d' bhrògan |
With your tweed shawl, your shoes |
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Le d' phòlca, le d' chòta |
Your little jacket, your coat |
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'S le d' stoiceannan clòimh |
And your woolen stockings |
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Bha an cliabh air do mhuineal |
The creel on your neck |
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Cho corrach ri suidhe |
Was placed so awkwardly |
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'S nach cumadh an ithris e |
That the rope strap |
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Idir an àrd |
Would not keep it up at all |
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Cha ghlèidheadh e mòran |
It would not hold |
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De chor-fhadan còsach |
Very many spongy peats |
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Oir thuiteadh an tòin às |
The bottom would fall out of it |
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Le cuideam nam fàd |
Because of their weight |
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Bha an cliabh air a chàradh |
The creel had been mended |
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Le siaman ùr Thearlaich |
With Charlie's new twisted straw rope |
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Chuir d' athair am màs ann |
Your father had put a bottom |
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Le craicinn an laoigh |
Of calf skin on it |
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Cha shuidheadh e còmhnard |
It would not sit level |
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Air dronnag na h-òighe |
On a girl's cushion |
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Bhitheadh asnaichean breoit' |
The rotten ribs |
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Dol a sàs na do dhruim |
Were digging into your back |
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Bha seòrsa de chòt' ort |
You were wearing a kind of coat |
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Nach ruigeadh do bhrògan |
That didn't reach your shoes |
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Is e lunsi na drògaid |
It was probably made |
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'S dòcha bha ann |
Of linsay-woolsey drugget |
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Bha an dronnag ort ceanngailt |
Your cushion was tied away |
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A-null mu do mheadhon |
Around your middle |
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'S tu cumail na h-ithris |
As you held the rope band |
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Fo d' smiogid le d' laimh |
Under your chin with your hand |
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Chaidh iomadh ni tharruing |
Many things were carried |
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As a chliabh a bh' aig Dollag |
In Dollag's creel |
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Eadar feur agus fodar |
Hay, fodder |
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Is feamainn is ùir |
Seaweed and soil |
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Agus todhar na h-òcrach |
And manure from the midden |
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Aig àm cur an eòrna |
At barley sowing time |
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Dh'fhàg sin an-diugh leòint' e |
All that has broken it |
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Le asnaichean brùit |
And crushed its ribs |
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Chan fhaod mi do mhàbadh |
I must not vilify you |
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No idir fo chàineadh |
Nor miscall you |
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Dibhearsain a tha mi |
I am joking |
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Gu gàir thoirt air d' chridh' |
To cheer your heart |
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Oir is mi brathair do mhathair |
Because I am your mother's brother |
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'S tlachdmhor leam tha thu |
And I am very fond of you |
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Bidh mise gach là |
I will always |
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Dha do thàrladh nam chridh' |
Keep you close to my heart |
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Bidh mise gach là |
I will always |
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Dha do thàrladh nam chridh' |
Keep you close to my heart |
