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O mo dhùthaich 's tu th'air m'aire |
Oh my country is on my mind |
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Uibhist chubhraidh ùr nan gallan |
Fresh, fragrant Uist of the saplings |
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Far a faigh-te na daoin-uaisle |
Where the noble men are found |
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Far'm bu dual do mhac ic Ailein |
Who gave their hereditary allegiance to Mhic Ailean |
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Tìr a' mhurain, tìran eòrna |
Land of sea-bed, land of barley |
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Tìr 's am pailt a ch-uile seorsa |
Land of abundance of every kind |
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Far am bi na gillean òga |
Where the young lads will be |
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Gabhail òran 's gol an leanna |
Singing songs and drinking beer |
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Thig iad thugainn carach, seòlta |
They will come to us with cunning |
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Gus ar mealladh far ar n-eòlais |
In order to entice us from our homes |
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Molaidh iad dhuinn Manitoba |
They will praise Manitoba to us |
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Dùthaich fhuar gun ghual, gun mhòine |
A cold country with no coal or peat |
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Cha luig mi leas a bhith 'ga innse |
I don't need to say it |
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Nuair a ruigear 's ann a chithear |
That when we reach it we'll see it |
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Samhradh goirid, foghar sìtheil |
A short summer and a peaceful autumn |
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Geamhradh fada na droch-shìde |
A long winter of bad weather |
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Nam biodh agam fhin de stòras |
If I had riches |
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Dà dheis aodaich, paidhear bhrògan |
A change of clothes, a pair of shoes |
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Agus m' fharadh bhith 'nam phòca |
A prayer in my pocket |
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'S ann air Uibhist dhèanainn seòladh |
It is to Uist I would be saying |
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O mo dhùthaich 's tu th'air m'aire |
Oh my country is on my mind |
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Uibhist chubhraidh ùr nan gallan |
Fresh, fragrant Uist of the saplings |
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Far a faigh-te na daoin-uaisle |
Where the noble men are found |
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Far'm bu dual do mhac ic Ailein |
Who gave their hereditary allegiance to Mhic Ailean |
