3.13. The Gaelic Collection (1998 Ridge Records) 3.13.1. Siol Ghoraidh - The Geneology Of Goraidh 3.13.2. Na H-Uain A's t-Earrach - The Lambs in Springtime 3.13.3. 'Ic lain 'Ic Sheumais 3.13.4. Mairi 3.13.5. Fichead Bliadhna – Twenty Years 3.13.6. Tir An Airm – Land Of The Army 3.13.7. Abhainn An t-Sluiagh – The Crowded River 3.13.8. Chi Mi'n Tir – I See The Land 3.13.9. Cnoc Na Feille - The Hill at the Market Stance 3.13.10. Air A'Chuan – On The Open Seas 3.13.11. An Ataireachd Ard – The High Surge 3.13.12. Foghar Nan Eilein 78 – Island Autumn 3.13.13. Ribhinn O – O Girl 3.13.14. Fog Aon Oidhche Earraich – A Kiss One Spring Evening 3.13.15. An Ubhal As Airde – The Highest Apple 3.13.16. Sraidean Na Roinn-Eorpa – Streets Of Europe 3.13.17. Alba - Scotland 3.13.18. Fuaim A'Bhlair 3.13.19. Cearcal A Chuain – The Oceans Circle 3.13.20. An Cuibhle Mor – The Big Wheel 3.13.21. Tir A'Mhurain – Land Of Maram Grass 3.13.22. An T-Lasgair – The Fisherman 3.13.23. An Toll Dubh – The Dungeon 3.13.24. Ard - High 3.13.25. Thairis Air A'Ghleann – Beyond The Valley 3.13.26. Meadhan Oidhche Air An Acairseid - Midnight On The Anchorage 3.13.27. Cum 'Ur N'aire – Keep In Mind 3.13.28. Chi Mi'n Geamhradh – I See The Winter

3.13.1. Siol Ghoraidh

The Geneology Of Goraidh

Clann mo theaghlaich Clann mo theaghlaich Clann mo theaghlaich fhein Clann mo theaghlaich Clann mo theaghlaich Clann mo theaghlaich fhein Ochd deug seisreach Air raontainn Aird a' Mhorrain Na fir a' treabhadh An la a thainig na Sleitich Siol Ghoraidh Mac Ruairidh Clann Raghnaill Clann Dhomhaill Linn gu linn Ainm gu ainm Air an sgiath seo dh 'Uibhist 'S mi beo an drasd Clann mo theaghlaich Clann mo theaghlaich Clann mo theaghlaich fhein Dubh dath na fala A dhoirt 'na tuil gu talamh Saighead claidheamh Tro chairdeas corp an Udail Siol Ghoraidh Mac Ruairidh Clann Raghnaill Clann Dhomhaill Linn gu linn Ainm gu ainm Air an sgiath seo dh 'Uibhist 'S mi beo an drasd (Chorus) (Chorus) Linn gu linn Ainm gu ainm Air an sgiath seo dh 'Uibhist 'S mi beo an drasd

Eighteen teams of horses On the field of Aird a Mhorrain the young men were ploughing On the day the Sleat people came The geneology of Goraidh The sons of Ruairi The sons of Ranald The children of Donald The children of my own family Generation to generation From one name to another My time is now To walk this corner of Uist Black was the colour of the blood That flowed like a flood to the land The arrow, the long sword Through the generosity of the Udal people The geneology of Goraidh The sons of Ruairi The sons of Ranald The children of Donald The children of my own family (Chorus) (Chorus)

3.13.2. Na H-Uain A's t-Earrach

The Lambs in Springtime

'S iomadh la a rinn sinn suidhe Rinn sinn suidhe 's ghabh sinn smuaint De math bhi suidhe fas nas aosd 'S laithean earraich a falbh bhuainn Chur sinn ar canan na'r cridhe Fhuair sinn aron's rinn sinn seinn Thoir dhuinn lamh comhnaidh 'seinnibh co'rinn 'S leith cheile togaidh sinne fonn Og tha sinn og Og na ar cridhe Beatha na'r coinneamh Coineal na'r laimh 'S an again tha neart Is an again tha 'n corrum Nar cridhe gu brath Tha sinn og og Tha sibh mar na h-uain a's t-earrach Suibhal 's a leam, tapaidh saor Ach an fhacabh sibh na caoraich aosd' Ni aon dhuibh gluasad's leanaidh 'n cor Nuair bhios na bliadhnaichean 'dol bhuabh Lathan deirdh lathan dorch Cum do choneil an ard is laighste 'S coisich an saoghal le cridhe og Og tha sinn og Og na ar cridhe Beatha na'r coinneamh Coineal na'r laimh 'S an again tha neart Is an again tha 'n corrum Nar cridhe gu brath Tha sinn og og

Many's the time we sat down We sat down and thought to ourselves What is the point in sitting, growing older The days of springtime disappearing from us We put our language in our hearts We found a song and sung it Give us a helping hand, sing along with us And together we can make things happen You are like the lambs in springtime Running around, jumping and carefree But have you ever noticed the older sheep When one moves they all follow And when the years start departing from you The difficult days, the darker days Keep your candle aloft and lit Walk this world with a young heart Young, we are young, young in our hearts Life ahead of us, a candle in our hands We have the enthusiasm, we have the opportunity In your attitude forever, stay young, stay young

3.13.3. 'Ic lain 'Ic Sheumais

A Mhic Iain 'Ic Sheumais
Tha do sgeul air m'aire
Air fa ra ra lo, air fa ra ra lo
Latha Blar a' Cheithe
Bha feum air mo leanamh
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu
Fal eile bho hiri bho ho fal eile
Latha Blar a' Cheithe
Bha feum air mo leanamh
Lathe Blar na Feitheadh
Bha do leine na ballan
Lathe Blar na Feitheadh
Bha do leine na ballan
Bha fuil do chuim chubhraidh
A drudhadh ro'n anart
Bha fuil do chuim chubhraidh
A drudhadh ro'n anart
Bha fuil do chuirp uasail
Air uachdair gach fearainn
Bha fuil do chuirp uasail
Air uachdair gach fearainn
Cuma nach ghabh thu am bristeadh
Latha ligeadh na fala
Bh'on latha thug thu an cuan ort
Bha gruaim air na beannaidh
Bha snigh air na speuran
'S bha na reultan galach
Nam biodh agam curaidh
Gun cuirinn air chuan i
Fiach a faighinn naidheachd
No brath an duin uasail
Repeat

3.13.4. Mairi

Dorch an nochd tha'n t-Eilean Dathan air am fuadach far nam beann Tha faileas a'tuiteam bhon an Stor Mar t-fhalt dorch a suabadh do cheann Horo Mhairi o Horo Mhairi o Horo Mhairi o 'S mi 'gad ionndrain ho ro De math an tobar gun an t-uisge De math an corp gun cridh' Nam biodh neart an Stoir 'nam lamhan Bhiodh sinn le'r cheile's an Eilean a rithis Horo Mhairi o Horo Mhairi o Horo Mhairi o 'S mi 'gad ionndrain ho ro 'S doch nach fhaigh sinn neamh no beatha eile Nuair a dhuineas suilean aig deireadh lath Ach fhuair mi mo neamh an seo's an aite Far an d'thug thu dhimh do lamh's do cridhe slan Horo Mhairi o Horo Mhairi o Horo Mhairi o 'S mi 'gad ionndrain ho ro

There's a darkness on the Island of Skye tonight The colours are clearing away from the hills A shadow is falling down from the Storr Like your dark hair sweeping across your face What use is the well without water What use is the body without the heart If I had the power of this landscape in my hands We'd be together again on the island Maybe we will never find a heaven or any other existence When we finally close our eyes at the end of our days But I have found my heaven here in this place Where you gave me your promise and your full heart Horo Mairi o Horo Mairi o Horo Mairi o I miss you

3.13.5. Fichead Bliadhna

Twenty Years

Ruith's a mhonadh Ruith nam beann 'S mar sin dhan sgoil aig deireadh samhraidh 'Nar clann Aig coig bliadhna dh'aois 'S gun facal beurla 'nar ceann Seo do leabhar Sea do pheann "Dean do leasan," thuirt iad riumsa " 'S gunn eirich sibh suas anns an t-saoghal 'S gheibh sibh an adhart ann Fichead bliadhna'airson firinn B'fheudar dhomh feitheamh 'S b'fheudar dhomh lorg Fichead bliadhn' de bhreugan Thug iad eachdraidh air falbh bhuainn Dh'ionnsaich sinn a leithid ann Canan's bardachd, bardachd Bheurla Ceol na Gearmailt Eachdraidh na Spainnt 'S b'e sin an eachdraidh mheallt Bhon sgoil do'n oilthigh chaidh sinn ann A' leantail foghlum, tuilleadh foghlum Mar amadan air deiradh streang Seorsa de dh'fhoghlum 'nam cheann Fichead bliadhna'airson firinn B'fheudar dhomh feitheamh 'S b'fheudar dhomh lorg Fichead bliadhn' de bhreugan Thug iad eachdraidh air falbh bhuainn Ach dh'eirich mi suas anns an t-saoghal Fhuair mi deise, 's fhuair mi leine Fhuair mi aite ann an suilean dhaoin Fada bhon mhonadh mi'n drasd Carson a chum iad eadchraidh bhuainn Innsidh mi dhut, tha iad gealltach Mas eirich clann nan Gaidheal suas Le ceistean sireach is cruaidh Fichead bliadhna'airson firinn B'fheudar dhomh feitheamh 'S b'fheudar dhomh lorg Fichead bliadhn' de bhreugan Thug iad eachdraidh air falbh bhuainn Nuair a thoisich mi air lorg Cha do chreid mi mo shuilean Obair olc

Freedom of the moor Freedom of the hill And then to school at the end of summer Children, Five years of age, Without many words of English "Here is your book Here is your pen Study hard that's what they told me "And you will rise up in the world You will achieve" Twenty years for the truth I had to wait I had to search Twenty years of deceit They denied me knowledge of myself I learned many things The English language, the poetry of England The music of Germany The history of Spain And even that was a misleading history Then on to further education Following education, more education Like puppets on the end of a string Our heads filled with a sort of learning Twenty years for the truth I had to wait I had to search Twenty years of deceit They denied me knowledge of myself And I did rise in the world I found my suit, I found my shirt I found a place in the eyes of men Well away from the freedom of the moor But why did they keep our history from us? I'll tell you they are frightened In case the children of Gaeldom awaken With searching and penetrating questions Twenty years for the truth I had to wait I had to search Twenty years of deceit They denied me knowledge of myself

3.13.6. Tir An Airm

Land Of The Army

An deid thu leam a ribhinn og Gu tir mo gràidh sitheil sona 'S chi thu saighdearan a' ruith Am measg nan lusan bèagh 'sa mhonadh Will you go with me, young lass To the peaceful, happy land I love And you'll see soldiers on manoeuvres Running through the beautiful, wild moorland greenery A' Coimhead a mach air maduinn chiuin Air ball mor cruinn os cionn na beinne 'S bhon is ciuin na tonnan gorm Tha ceol ru aig ceol na mara 'S an deid thu leam gu tir mo ghraidh Seall na h-eoin Dhorchas Dhona Treabhadh speuran as ar cionn Deanamh air Steornabhagh le cabhaig Nis leugh t-eachdraich, fosgail suil Anns gach linn mu dhoigh an Airnm Stampadh air na croitean seagail 'S beathannan og aig gillean Uibhist Cha deid mise gu an righ Cha deid mise an corr a shabaid O lunnain mheallt, a Bhreatuinn fhoilleil Cha seas mi ach 'son sith nan eilean Ho ro horain O Failte gu tir an airm Ho ro horain O

Looking out on a peaceful morning On the great round ball above the mountain And though the waves are calm There's a new music in the music of the sea And will you go with me to the land I love To see the dark evil birds Ploughing the skies above us Making for Stornoway at high speed Now read your history, open your eyes To every generation and to the ways of the military Stamping on the rye in the crofts And the young lives of the Uist boys But I cannot go "for the King" I cannot fight anymore The deceit of London, the treachery of Britain I'll only support peace in the islands Ho ro horain O Welcome to the Land of the Army Ho ro horain O

3.13.7. Abhainn An t-Sluiagh

The Crowded River

Chan eil an t-adhar os cionn Lunnainn A-nochd soileir no dorch Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh Gun sgial air coinneal mor latha No reultan na h-oidhche Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh An sea s'am baile gun chadal Gun fhois is gun saorsa Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh Casan a' gluasad An abhainn an tuil Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh Na cuibhlichean, 's cabhaig A’ tionndaidh gun sgur Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh Cus ag adhradh beairtas Air altair an tshaoghail Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh Cach gun dochas gun dachaidh Air sraidean gun ghaol Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh Leis gach dath s'gach creideamh Gach cainnt as gach cearn Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh Gach ceist is gach freagairt sios an abhainn gu cuan Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh ( x6 )

The skies above London Are neither clear nor dark The need to be far from the crowded river Neither the great candle of daylight Nor the stars of the night can be seen The need to be far from the crowded river In this city that never sleeps there is stillness, no quiet The need to be far from the crowded river Footsteps keep moving The river in full flood The need to be far from the crowded river The relentless wheels Keep turning without pause The need to be far from the crowded river Many worshipping wealth At the world's altar The need to be far from the crowded river Others without hope or home On streets that hold no love The need to be far from the crowded river Races creeds and tongues From all corners of the globe The need to be far from the crowded river All questions and answer Rushing down the river to the ocean The need to be far from the crowded river ( x6)

3.13.8. Chi Mi'n Tir

I See The Land

Chi mi'n tir 'san robh mi'nam bhalach 'M barr a'chruinn 's Leac a' Li nam shealladh Chi mi'n tir 'san robh mi'nam bhalach A tir nan Suaineach a rinn sinn gluasad 'S i leinn an uair tighinn tuath air Scalpaigh Chi mi'n tir 'san robh mi'nam bhalach Nam faighinn ordugh gur mi bhiodh deonach A gheola "loradh" 's a seoladh dhachaidh Chi mi'n tir san robh mi nam bhalach Chi mi'n iasgair aig ceann nan lion Is gu'm b'e mo mhiann bhith 'sa chiar 'gan tarruing Chi mi'n tir 'san robh mi'nam bhalach Chi me Manais is Ceann an t-Saile Caolas Bhearnaraidh is traighean Phabaidh Chi mi'n tir 'san robh mi'nam bhalach An sin thuirt Eoghainn 'se tighinn 'nam chomhdhail Nach seall thu'n Godaigh aig Sron na Hearradh Chi mi'n tir 'san robh mi'nam bhalach Nuair thig an Dubhlachd gun fag min "Suna" Is e mo dhuil dhol le sunnd dom dhachaidh Chi mi'n tir 'san robh mi'nam bhalach Chi mi'n tir 'san robh mi'nam bhalach 'M barr a'chruinn 's Leac a' Li nam shealladh Chi mi'n tir 'san robh mi'nam bhalach 1st verse repeated.

I see the land where I was a boy Over the mast, Lackalee is in sight. I see the land where I was a boy. We came from Sweden And made good time reaching north of Scalpay, I see the land where I was a boy. If I were ordered, I would willingly Lower the boat and sail home I see the land where I was a boy. I see the fisherman at the net And I'd love to be there in the gloaming, fishing. I see the land where I was a boy. I see Manais and Kintail Kyle of Berneray and the shores of Pabbay I see the land where I was a boy. Then said Hugh as he came to meet me "Won't you look at the 'Goddy' at the ToeHead I see the land where I was a boy. When December comes I'll leave "The Suna” And I hope,with joy, to go home I see the land where I was a boy.

3.13.9. Cnoc Na Feille

The Hill at the Market Stance

Gun dragh gun d'chuir e an t-eagal oirnn Solus Cnoc na Feille Hoginn oro horo illean horo eile Bha feadhainn ann a chunnaic e 'S cach ag inns' nam briagan Hoginn oro horo illean horo eile Ach muinntir an da shealladh Chitheadh iadsan co-dhiubh e Hoginn oro horo illean horo eile Tha lach is giadh is curracag 'Nan caraidean air a'mhachaire Hoginn oro horo illean horo eile Tha feannag air a crochadh suas Ceangailt le ropa Hoginn oro horo illean horo eile Tha coineanach 'sa ghainmheach Ne sheasamh, abair urchaire Hoginn oro horo illean horo eile Hoginn o, hoginn o, horo horo illean Hoginn o, horo illean, hoginn o hoginn o

It is without doubt that it frightened us The light on the hill at the market stance There were those who could see it Others liked to believe they could Those with the second sight They had no difficulty The duck, the goose and the lapwing Are together sharing the machairlands A dead crow hangs on the fence Tied by a length of rope A rabbit is sitting in the sand dunes Presenting himself a perfect target.

3.13.10. Air A'Chuan

On The Open Seas

Tha am ball air fhuasgladh Is tha sinn a' gluasad Air a' chuan, air a' chuan Tha sinn a' seoladh Tro thonnan uaine Air a' chuan, air a' chuan Aur cursa deonach Tha sinn a' seoladh Air a' chuan, air a' chuan Fad bho thir Is an talamh aghmhor Air a' chuan, air a' chuan Is mi a' sealltainn man cuairt Is mi cho fada bhuat Cail ach muir, tonnan is cuan O mo run Tha a' ghaoth a' seideadh Nan tonnan fiadhaich Air a' chuan, air a' chuan Tro thonnan fiadhaich Is droch shide Air a' chuan, air a' chuan Cho domhain an cuan Cho luachmhor an uair Nach mair fada buan O mo run Sinn a' treabhadh Tron an oidhche Air a' chuan, air a' chuan Siubhal sabhailteachd Is madainn shunndach Air a' chuan, air a' chuan Thig crioch air an t-saoghal Is thig crioch air daoin Ach mairidh ceol is mairidh gaol O mo run

The ropes have been undone And we are set adrift On the open seas We are sailing on Through the green waves On the open seas On a willing course We keep sailing On the open seas Ever far from land And the glorious soil And as I look around me All I feel is my distance from you Separated by the relentless ocean My love The wind is rushing Through the wild waves Through the raging seas And the brooding weather On the open seas The ocean is unfathomanle And the time that lever lasts Is too previous My love And so we journey on Through the night On the open seas Searching for safe waters And the peaceful morning The world will come to an end An end must come for mankind But music and love They'll last forever My love

3.13.11. An Ataireachd Ard

The High Surge

An ataireachd Bhuan Cluinn Fuaim na h-ataireachd ard The torunn a' chuain Mar chualas lean s' e nam phaisd Gun mhuthadh gun truas A sluaireadh gainneamh na tragh'd An ataireachd bhuan Cluinn fuaim na h-ataireachd ard 'S na coillten a siar Chan iarrain fhuireach gu brath Bha m'inntinn 's mo mhainn A riamh air lagan a bhaigh Ach iadsan bha fial An gniomh an caidreamh 's an agh Air sgapadh gun doin Mar thriallas ealtain roimh namh Ach suibhlaidh mi uat Cha ghluais mi tilleadh 'nad dhail Tha m'aios is mo shnuadh Toirt luaidh air giorrad mo la An am dhomh bhi suaint Am fuachd 's an cadal a bhais Mo leabaidh dean suas Ri fuaim na h-ataireachd ard

The ceaseless surge Listen to the surge of the sea The thunder of the ocean As I heard it when I was a child Without change Without pity Breaking on the sand of the beach The ceaseless surge Listen to the high surge of the seas In the woods of the west I would not want to remain forever My mind and my desire were always On the little hollow by the bay But those folk Who were generous in affection In their happiness And in their acts Have been scattered defenceless As a flock of birds flees In front of their enemy I shall move away I shall no longer stay beside you My age And my looks Speak of the shortness of my days But when I am wrapped in the cold sleep fo death Make up my bed By the sound Of the high surge of the seas

3.13.12. Foghar Nan Eilein 78

Island Autumn

Tha na duilleagan a' dannsa Bho na craobhan anns a' ghaoith Foghar donn ar bliadhn' air tionndadh Nis tha luchd an t-samhraidh ma sgaoil Sona dh'fhag thu mi le m'eilean 4s leam na lochan is na baigh Mo cridh' aig tamh air beanntab geamhraidh Nis tha luchd an t-samhraidh ma sgaoil Foghar nan eilean Foghar mu thuath Gheibh sinn beatha mar a chleachd sinn Mas tainig an t-sluagh Bidh am fraoch air nam beanntan 'S a choille ruadh fon ghrian 'S iad a sealltain dathan dhomsa Gus an till iad a rithis Tha an latha seachad buintean duinnte Gheibh an caisteal fois na h-oidhch' Gheibh an t-airgead cadal socair Nis tha luchd an t-samhraidh ma sgaoil Mar a dh'atharraich iad ar beoshlaint Mhill iad dualchas cainnt 's ru doigh Ach fhoghair, crathaidh mi do lamh Nis tha luchd an t-samhraidh ma sgaoil Foghar nan eilean Foghar mu thuath Gheibh sinn beatha mar a chleachd sinn Mas tainig an t-sluagh Bidh am fraoch air nam beanntan 'S a choille ruadh fon ghrian 'S iad a sealltain dathan dhomsa Gus an till iad a rithis

The leaves are dancing From the trees in the wind The browns of autumn are turning our year around Now that the summer visitors have gone Content is the way you left me to my island The lochs and the bays are all mine My heart rests easy on the winter hills Now that the summer visitors have gone The day is over, the shops have closed The castle will get a night's peace Money will get some respite Now that the summer visitors have gone They changed our means of livelihood They altered our language and way of life But autumn, I can only welcome you Now that the summer visitors are gone Island autumn Northern autumn We can live a little like we used to Before the crowds came The heather on the hills And the sunlit forests Will reveal their colours for us Until they return again

3.13.13. Ribhinn O

O Girl

Tha bùrn fallain anns an tobar `S gabhaidh sinn ar h-uile slainte ann Tha bùrn fallain anns an tobar `S gabhaidh sinn ar h-uile slainte ann Tugainn leam a ribhinn òg Tugainn leam a nighean, tugainn leam Tugainn gu na beanntan àrd Abair sealladh dathan earnaich ann Tugainn gu na beanntan àrd Abair sealladh dathan earnaich ann Tugainn leam a ribhinn òg Tugainn leam a nighean, tugainn leam Thèid sinn ` null air an aiseig Tarsinn air a chuan thèid sinn ann Thèid sinn ` null air an aiseig Tarsinn air a chuan thèid sinn ann Tugainn leam a ribhinn òg Tugainn leam a nighean, tugainn leam A ribhinn o, a ribhinn o, a ribhinn o, a ho ro A ribhinn o, a ribhinn o, a ribhinn o, a ho ro A ribhinn o, a ho hi o, ho ro A ribhinn o, a ribhinn o, a ribhinn o, a ho ro

There's refreshing water in the well And we will take our fill there There's refreshing water in the well And we will take our fill there Come with me my young love Come with me girl, come with me Come with me to the high hills What a sight, the colours of autumn Come with me to the high hills What a sight, the colours of autumn Come with me my young love Come with me girl, come with me We will cross over on the ferry Across the seas we will go We will cross over on the ferry Across the seas we will go Come with me my young love Come with me girl, come with me Girl o, girl o , girl o, a ho ro Girl o, girl o , girl o, a ho ro Girl o, a ho o hi, ho ro Girl o, girl o , girl o, a ho ro

3.13.14. Fog Aon Oidhche Earraich

A Kiss One Spring Evening

An saoghal, sia uairean Obair la ri cul Teaghlach gabhal dhan a'mheas Pailteas, slainte, is gaol An Ruis a tuiteam sios mu'm chluasan An Ear Mheadhain am brot cho dorch Is thusa, uilc is a mhuirt is a shabaid Na mo bheatha a h-uile oidhche O luaidh be siod an gradh A dh'fhag mi ceangailte ruit an drasda Co shaoileadh an rud a dh'fhas Bho phog aon oidhche earraich An greim cho teann's araid Mar ord na mo dhorn A 'ghealach bha cho soilleir 'S a gheall a leithid dhuinn Bha sinn mar longan seolaidh Air cuan buidhe og a 'chridhe Mu coinneamh clann an t-saoghil's theaghlaich Gun ghuth no gaire, Dia, no biadh O luaidh be siod an gradh A dh'fhag mi ceangailte ruit an drasda Co shaoileadh an rud a dh'fhas Bho phog aon oidhche earraich Co as an dainig na reultan, thuirt mi Co as an dainig grian Tha sinn cho leointe fo na ghealach seo Anam craidhte seachad air ifrinn fheinn Ach tha thusa brosnalchadh nam bliadhnaichean Le saidhbreas seachad air mo dhith Cho gheal ri sneachd gach uile gheamhradh An t-oran gaoil m'fhaosaid chiontach fheinn O luaidh be siod an gradh A dh'fhag mi ceangailte ruit an drasda Co shaoileadh an rud a dh'fhas Bho phog aon oidhche earraich O luaidh be siod an gradh A dh'fhag mi ceangailte ruit an drasda Co shaoileadh an rud a dh'fhas Bho phog aon oidhche earraich

The six o’clock world The days work over Family, taking of the fruits Of plenty, good health, and love Russia is falling down around my ears The middle east in a broth of darkness And you, evil, murder, and fighting In my life every night Oh Love What power there was in that embrace That has left me in union with you today Who could ever have foreseen all that has grown From a kiss, one spring evening The grasp that was so firm and special Like a hammer in my fist The moon that was so bright And promised so much We were like sailing ships On the young, yellow ocean of the heart Confronted by children, and the world family without voice, laughter, a God, or food Oh Love What power there was in that embrace That has left me in union with you today Who could ever have foreseen all that has grown From a kiss, one spring evening So where do the stars come from, I said From where did the sun appear We are so wounded below this moon Souls tortured beyond hell itself Still you keep bringing inspiration to my years With blessings beyond my need Whiter than the snows of each winter The song of love, my confession of guilt Oh Love What power there was in that embrace That has left me in union with you today Who could ever have foreseen all that has grown From a kiss, one spring evening Oh Love What power there was in that embrace That has left me in union with you today Who could ever have foreseen all that has grown From a kiss, one spring evening

3.13.15. An Ubhal As Airde

The Highest Apple

Comhla rium A tha thu an drasd Mo shuilean duinte, mo chuimhne dan Nam sheasamh a' coimhead Gach cnoc is gach traigh Is an siol a dh'fhag thu ann a 'fas Tha an garradh lan Le craobhan treun Le meas a' fas dhuinn ann ri bhuain Ubhlan abaich Milis geur Ach tha aon ubhal nach ruig sinn idir air Seididh gaoth is dearrsaidh grian Tro mheas nan craobhan lin gu lin Ach thig an la is thig an t-am Airson an ubhal as airde Air a' chraobh a bhuain Is co 'nar measg A mhaireas la Seachad air am is air oidhche fhein A liuthad uair A shreap mi suas Airson an ubhal as airde chur gu beul Seididh gaoth is dearrsaidh grian Tro mheas nan craobhan lin gu lin Ach thig an la is thig an t-am Airson an ubhal as airde Air a' chraobh a bhuain

At present All you were is with me My eyes closed, my memory confident Standing here watching Each hill and shoreline With the seed you left Still growing The garden is well stocked With mighty trees With fruit growing for the whole world Ripe, sweet And bitter apples And the one apple That is beyond reach The winds will blow And the sun will shine From generation to generation Through the trees of the garden But the day and the hour Will surely come To take the highest apple From the knowledge tree Who amongst us Can exist a single day Beyond our own time and our own limits Countless and futile Are times I've climbed To reach and taste The forbidden fruit The winds will blow And the sun will shine From generation to generation Through the trees of the garden But the day and the hour Will surely come To take the highest apple From the knowledge tree

3.13.16. Sraidean Na Roinn-Eorpa

Streets Of Europe

Chuir mi mo chul ri Lunnainn An samhradh air m'aodann 'S mi air sraidean mor na Roinn-Eorpa 'S mi le mo run, le m'anam, mo bhratach Mo ghrian mo ghealach ur 'S sheas mi's na aiteachan a sheas m'athair 'S ioma cogadh a tha ann airson saorsa Da fhicead bliadhna's an dileab air fhagail Briaran do linn's do sheorsa Baile beag anns a' Ghearmailt Gruagach cho boidheach Le suilean lan sonas is bron Thuirt i "am bheil fhios agaibh fhein, an tsochair 'tha agaibh Tha eallach eachraidh air mo ghuaillan cho trom" Chrath sinn lamhan, 's dh'fhalbh I a'seinn An dan tha dcmhainn, 's gach anam de dhaoine Dh'fhag mi i le blas beag de mo dhuthaich Dh'fhag i mi leis a chompanas ur Tha na brataich a'snamh An cuan de dhathan Do chanan binn an cluas na Roinn-Eorpa Tha na sraidean beo le cainnt's togair Sraidean am Babel ur 'S thusa mo run, tha cothrom mad choinneamh Tha do chliu air 'dhol tarsainn an cuan Thusa tha meanbh, bi ladir, bi alainn Taisbean do chanan, bi buan

I have put London behind me The summer is on my face And I am on the big streets of Europe With my love, my flag My sun, and my new moon I stood in the places where my father had stood Many are the wars of freedom Forty years and the legacy is still with me The words of his kind and generation A small town in Germany A beautiful young girl Her eyes full of sorrow and joy She said "Are you aware of the privilege you enjoy The burden of history lies heavy on my shoulders" We shook hands, and she went on her way singing The song that is deep in the soul of all people I left her with a small part of my country She left me with the fellowship of a new age The flags are swimming In a sea of colour My language melodious in the ear of Europe The streets are alive with conversation and purpose Possibilities for a new Babel And you my love have opportunity before you Your renown has crossed the ocean You that are small, be strong, be beautiful Reveal your great language, be everlasting

3.13.17. Alba

Scotland

Air sgiath a' seoladh nan neoil 'S an domhain liath Mar dhealbh a' tighinn beo tro na sgothan 'S mi a' tilleadh gu tir Alba nam beanntan ard Nan acraichean lom Thairis air na lochan mointich Nan coilltean 's nan gleann Alba Alba Ach 'se sealladh leointe is gann Tha an seo aig ceann thall an linn Talamh alainn nan daoine Fhathast an lamhan duine no dithis Cuibhlean stolda mu dheas Na fasaichean a tuath An taigh-mor falamh an Dun-Eideann Gun chumhachd gun ghuth Alba Alba Sibhse chuir achadh ri achadh Taigh ri taigh Gus nach bi ait anns an tir An gabh sibh comhnaidh air leth Ach 's math dhomh bhith seo an drasd A cur failt air a' bhlas 'San tir a tha cho ur dhomh an diugh Is a bha i nuair bha mi 'nam phaisd Alba Alba

This flight is sailing through the clouds And the blue heavens The homeland appears like a developing photograph Through the mists as I return to land I see Scotland of the high mountains And the empty acres Flying low across the moorland lochs The forests and the glens Scotland Scotland But it's a wounding and a hollow sight Here as we reach the end of the century The beautiful soil of the people Still in the hands of the few I see the wheels of industry at a standstill And the northern lands wasted And the empty house in Edinburgh Without authority or voice Scotland Scotland You that have laid field upon field House upon house Till there be nowhere for you to be placed alone In the midst of all the earth But it is good for me to be here now As I welcome the warmth In this land that's as exciting for me today As it was the day I was born Scotland Scotland

3.13.18. Fuaim A'Bhlair

The Noise Of Battle

Fuaim a' bhlair, ceol a' chogaidh An guth 's an naire Air cluasan eachdraidh Sgith dh'an bhlar, sgith dh'an chogadh An t'eallach 's an cradh Air gualainn eachdraidh Blàr non Gaidheal, an Gaidheal 's an codagh An fhuil 's am bas Air braighean eachdraidh Fuaim a' bhlair, ceol a' chogaidh An guth 's an naire Air cluasan eachdraidh Saidhdear mi sa' Fhraing 's sa Ghearmailt Saidhdear mi air raointean Chanada Saidhdear mi san Spàinn san Eadailt Saidhdear mi 'nam aghaidh fhein an Eirinn

The noise of battle, the music of war The voice and the disgrace In the ears of history Tired of the battle, tired of the war The burden and the pain On the shoulders of history The battle of the Gael, the Gael and the war The blood and the death On the braes of history The noise of battle, the music of war The voice and the disgrace In the ears of history I have soldiered in France and Germany I have soldiered on the plains of Canada I have soldiered in Spain and Italy I have soldiered against my fellow Gael in Ireland

3.13.19. Cearcal A Chuain

The Oceans Circle

Tha sinn uile air cuan Stiureadh cuairt troimh ar beatha A' seoladh geola dhorch Air chall an greim na mara Tha a'ghaoth air ar cul Tha a' gheol a' cumail roimhe 'S cha dean uair no an cuan Tonaisgh dhuinn no rian A' mhuir tha i ciuin Tha i fiadhaich tha i farsainn Tha i alainn tha i diamhair Tha i gamhlasach is domhain O ach sin tha sinn dall 'S chaneil againn ach beatha Tog an seol, tog an ramh Gus an fhaigh sinn astar ann Ach tha mi'n duil, tha mi'n duil Nuair a bhios a' ghrian dol fodha Chi iad mi a' stiuireadh 'n iar Null a dh'Uibhist air a' chearcal Cearcal a' chuain Gu brath bidh i a' tionndadh Leam gu machair geal an lar Far an do thoisich an la

We are all on an ocean Steering a course through life Sailing a dark vessel Lost in the grasp of the ocean The wind is astern The boat forging ahead And time and the sea Makes no sense to us at all The sea is calm It is wild, it is vast It is beautiful, it is mysterious It is vengeful and deep O, but we, are blind and all we have is life Raise the sail, lift the oars Till we get up speed I intend, I do intend when the sun is sinking down To be seen steering a westerly course On the ocean's cycle to Uist O the ocean's cycle Forever I'll be turning To take me back to the pole machair in the west Where the day has dawned

3.13.20. An Cuibhle Mor

The Big Wheel

Na cuibhlichean a' tionndadh An rathad deas agus tuath Na cuibhlichean a gluasad mar tha' saoghal iad a tionndadh mun cuairt Na cuibhlichean a tionndadh, gach duthaich muir agus tir Tro ghleanntan tro' bhailtean a dh'ionnsaigh an aite agaibh fhein' An cuibhle mor nach stad gu brath Tionndadh oganaich gu aois A' nochd tha'n rathad mor n'ar coinneamh Gu am ann acg an drasda 'S ioma la chaidh seachad A ghaoth a sedeadth tro an uir 'S ioma la bha 'ghrian ag eirigh oirnn Seasamh anns an eorna nuair a bha sin og Aghmhor. Aghmhor. Aruith tro na raointean 's iad a'fas Abaich. Orach. Coimhead ri na speuran 'S ioma la 'S ioma la. Feitheamh 'son a chuairt Glaschu. Dun Eideann. Inbhirnis. Sruighlea. Steornabhagh Obar Dheadhain. An Gearasdan. Dun Deagh. Lunnainn. A'Ghearmailt Eirinn. Ameiriga. An cuibhle mor cuibhle mor

The wheels keep turning The road stretches north and south The wheels keep moving Like the globe they keep turning around The wheels keep turning Through each country land and sea Through the glens and the cities towards the place that you call your own This is the big wheel that never stands still Turning our youth to old age Tonight the road reaches out before us and the present time is the only time we have Many are the days that have gone The wind blowing through the dust of the earth Many are the days that the sun rose on us Standing in the barley when we were young Joyful. Joyful Running through the fields as they grew Ripe. Golden Looking towards the open skies waiting for the journey Glasgow Edinburgh Inverness Stirling Stornoway Aberdeen Fort-William Dundee London Germany Ireland America The big wheel The big wheel

3.13.21. Tir A'Mhurain

Land Of Maram Grass

Tir a' Mhurain Tir a' Mhurain Tir a' Mhurain Trobhad is coisich rium Ri taobh a' chuain Is seallaidh mi dhuit Tir a' Mhurain Failte gu mo dhan Siol is meas nam bard Am foghar bha feitheamh orm Bho an la a bha mi og (Chorus) Failte gu mo thir Eilean geal an iar An t-ait a chi gach tuigse is firinn Glaiste 'na mo chridke (Chorus) Failte gu mo chainnt Is i dh'ionnsaich mi 'nam phaisde Canan uasal mor nan Gaidheal Mar bhratach dhomh gach la (Chorus) Is ged a dh' fheuch iad ri cur as dhuinn Chi mo theaghlach cnoc nan linn Is ged tha ar canan leoint le stri 'S an tir seo bidh i beo (Chorus) (Chorus)

Land Of Maram Grass Land Of Maram Grass Land Of Maram Grass Come and walk with me By the side of the ocean Let me show you The land of the maram grassWelcome to my song To the seed and the fruit of the bards To the harvest that's been waiting Since the days of youth (Chorus) Welcome to my landscape The pure and unspoilt western island To the place that will always find It's meaning and truth Locked away in my heart (Chorus) Welcome to my language The one I learned as a child The huge dignified language of the Gael That stands like a banner For me daily (Chorus) Although they tried to destroy us My children will see The landscape of generations Although the language Has been wounded in its struggle In this land, she will live on (Chorus) (Chorus)

3.13.22. An T-Lasgair

The Fisherman

Sheas e shios air an traigh Aig cliathaich an t-seoghail Is dh'fhag e chuid teaghliach Is chuir e an dachaidh air chul Is thog e lion mor 'na dhorn Ri taobh nan uisgeachan buana Is thilg e mach fad iad Tarsainn a' chuain Bha na faileasan pailt Air sraidean baile nan gall Is iomadh olc a bha feitheamh Ann fo sholais na h-oidhche Ach aig brisbeadh-latha Seoladh a mach anns an liath Tha fir mhora an eilean A' leantainn am beatha Is cuimhne leam an oidhche Cha robh an t-slighe ach doirbh Bha thu stri tro na cuantan Bha thu cho airdh air Is ged bha an stoirm cho garbh Tonnan dobhaidh cun truas Cha do dh'fhairich thu ann Ach tois agus saorsa

There he stood on the shore With the world in his eyes Then he left his home And his family behind And he cast his nets out On the wide open seas Where the warm winds cover The face of the dee The shadows stretch out Through the streets of the town And the dark lonely night Sets it's snares all around But the boats sail at dawn Under confident skies Where the men of the island Leave to follow their live I remember the night When the going got rough How you fought for that sea You were so worthy of Though the storm raged and tore Like a merciless fire All you ever felt Was peace of mind

3.13.23. An Toll Dubh

The Dungeon

Taobh cùil an doruis cha bhi grian Suidh aig bòrd Cha bhi biadh 's cha bhi fìon Le èiginn ar n-èirigh às ar suain Le èiginn ar n-èirigh às ar suain An Gaidheal 'sa leabaidh An Gaidheal 'na shuain Le èiginn ar n-èirigh às ar suain Thàinig e à Sasainn ann Thàinig e Le eachaibh luath is iuchair throm Le èiginn ar n-èirigh às ar suain Le èiginn ar n-èirigh às ar suain An Gaidheal 'sa leabaidh An Gaidheal 'na shuain Le èiginn ar n-èirigh às ar suain Air làr 'san toll-dhubh cha bhi grian Cha bhi gealach 'S dubh an oidhche chaidleas sinn Le èiginn ar n-eirigh às ar suain Le èiginn ar n-eirigh às ar suain An Gaidheal 'sa leabaidh An Gaidheal 'na shuain Le èiginn ar n-eirigh às ar suain

On the other side of the door there will be no sun Sitting at the table There will be no food and no wine On the other side of the door there will be no sun There will be no food and no wine He came from the south He came On a fast horse and with a heavy key He came from the south On a fast horse and with a heavy key On the dungeon floor there will be no sun There will be no moon Dark will be the night as we sleep On the dungeon floor there will be no sun Dark will be the night as we sleep It is with difficulty that we will rise from our slumber It is with difficulty that we will rise from our slumber The Gael has gone to bed The Gael is asleep It is with difficulty that we will rise from our slumber

3.13.24. Ard

High

Madainn Di-haoine 's duthaich fo sgoth 'S mi sgith le cuid smalan, mi-mhisneachd is bron Seo an deicheamh la dhan a'Ghiblean 'sinn fo ghruaim a rithist An co-dhunadh a cheannaich na daoine aig pris Tha spiorad nan daoine nas soilleir na ghealach Nas doimhne na'n cuan Geigh sinn ar n-aite 'san t-shaoghal 'S an ginealach ur Ard: blar nan daoine Ard: guth is saorsa Ard: tha sinn gluasad Gu h-ard theid sinn suas 'S iomadh trioblaidtha romhainn 'nis Gaidheal agus Gall 'S mi le aon suil air eachdraidh, aon suil mo chlann Ach cum creideamh nad bheatha, sonas nad chridhe Chan e seo deireadh rathaid ach toiseach linn Tha spiorad nan daoine nas soilleir na ghealach Nas doimhne na'n cuan Geigh sinn ar n-aite 'san t-shaoghal 'S an ginealach ur Ard: blar nan daoine Ard: guth is saorsa Ard: tha sinn gluasad Gu h-ard theid sinn suas (Chorus) Chan urrain dhomh fuireach an taigh 'tha fo sgoth Ach le creideamh is dochas gu deireadh mo la Tha an lasair nad anam aig meadhan do bhith Nas laidir's nas motha na riaghaltas no righ (Chorus) (Chorus)

Friday morning and the country is under a cloud But I am tired of sorrow, pessimism, and gloom This is the tenth day of April and we have been let down again The decision that our people have bought at a price The spirit of the people is brighter than the moon Deeper than the ocean We will find our place in the world In a new generation High: The peoples struggle High: A Voice and self-determination High: We are moving We will reach up there Many troubles now confront us, Highlander and Lowlander As I keep one eye on history, one eye on my children, Keep belief in your life, joy in your heart This is not the end of the road, but the start of a new age The spirit of the people is brighter than the moon Deeper than the ocean We will find our place in the world In a new generation High: The peoples struggle High: A Voice and self-determination High: We are moving We will reach up there (Chorus) I can not live in the house of despondency But in faith and in hope till the end of my days The spark in your soul is the centre of your whole existence And it is bigger and stronger than any government or King (Chorus) (Chorus)

3.13.25. Thairis Air A'Ghleann

Beyond The Valley

Choimhead mi ri m' chul Gun neimh gun truas Larach mo chasan mu sgaoil 'S iad a triall tron an uir Gu toiseach s gu deireadh uair 'S gu na laithean soilleir buan Thairis air a ghleann O mollaidh sinn An gaol 's an gras A thug dhuinn bith Cho umhail fo ghrein 'S i dealradh sios Air reultan cein Thainig thu nuas Gu fasach truagh 'S thog thu am faileas bhon a ghleann Buidheachas is naire An tomhas air gach lamh Togaidh sinn do chliu an aird Air slighe Dhia (Chorus) (Chorus)

I looked behind me Without rancour without pity To where my footprints were scattered On their journey through the dust From the beginning to an end of time And to the bright everlasting days Beyond the valley We will praise The love and the grace That gave us our existence So lowly beneath a sun As it poured out its light On alien stars You came down To a barren wilderness And you raised the shadow from the valley Gratitude and shame The measure in each hand We will proclaim your name in voice On Gods way (Chorus) (Chorus)

3.13.26. Meadhan Oidhche Air An Acairseid

Midnight On The Anchorage

Gealach air an acairseid Ceatharnach 'na fheileadh "Te bhan, te bhuidhe bhan" Mu meadhan oidhche (repeat four times) Clann-nighean og 's balaich a' bhaile a' cruinneachadh mu bhuth Dhoilidhe 's mu bhuth Chroinns A' coiseachd, 's a' suiridhe 's a' caithris na h-oidhche Gealach air an acairseid Ceatharnach 'na fheileadh "Te bhan, te bhuidhe bhan" Mu meadhan oidhche (repeat two times) Tionndadh a' chlair air ais na bliadhnaichean abachaidh a' ghraidh. Am Bagh Cuilcee Aird an Aiseigs Lag an Domhainn, Ceann a' Bhaigh. Tionndadh a' chlair air ais, meadhan oidhche, gealach s gealladh. Sheas an cruthachadh stolda air rathad a' steisean. Sheas na eathraichean aig tamh Gealach air an acairseid Ceatharnach 'na fheileadh "Te bhan, te bhuidhe bhan" Mu meadhan oidhche (repeat two times) Bhidh sinne 's crathadh lamh againn Is bilean blath toirt phog" Cridhe baidheil caoimhneil Cho tairis ris an or An guth s an t-seist a' glaodhaich "Far an robh mi'n raoir" Na bliadhnaichean a' tionndadh Briathran mor Mhicleoid Gealach air an acairseid Ceatharnach 'na fheileadh "Te bhan, te bhuidhe bhan" Mu meadhan oidhche (repeat ten times and fade out)

A moon on the anchorage A champion, a kilt "A fair haired girl, a golden fair haired girl" Around midnight (repeat four times) The young girls and the village boys meeting around Doilidhs' shop, and around Croinns' shop Walking out, courting and night visiting A moon on the anchorage A champion, a kilt "A fair haired girl, a golden fair haired girl" Around midnight (repeat two times) Turnining the recording back. The years of ripening love The Bagh Cuilce, Aird an Aiseig, Laggandoin, Bayhead Turnining the recording back, midnight, a moon and a promise, The creation stood still on the curing station road All of the boats stood at rest A moon on the anchorage A champion, a kilt "A fair haired girl, a golden fair haired girl" Around midnight (repeat two times) "In that place there will be clasping of hands And warm lips to kiss" The heart of affection and human kindness Sincere, pure as gold The voice and the chorus proclaming "Where was I last night" The years are turning back The big words of Macleod A moon on the anchorage A champion, a kilt "A fair haired girl, a golden fair haired girl" Around midnight (repeat ten times and fade out)

3.13.27. Cum 'Ur N'aire

Keep In Mind

Tha na gèoidh ag éirigh bho'n a mhàchair Tha na h-ùain a ruith 's leum air cùl na hàchadh 'S tha thusa nisd na d' chàll 's bhàile Ach na fàirich gu brath nad' ònar ann Tha na soluis oidhch' nisd nad' choinneamh 'S tha a ghèalach 'nisd gach dàth 's gach sèorsa Ach na coimhead ach le aon sùil oirre 'S mu fag iad mealltach dàll thu Cum ur cum ur cum ur 'naire Air an iar 's air an ait' a dh'fhàg sibh 'S cumhnich cuimhnich gu robh agaibh Dualchas àraid agus luachmhòr ann.

The geese are rising from the machair The lambs are running and jumping at the back of the fields And you are now lost in the city But never feel alone there The lights are now behind you Your moon is now many types and colours But look at them with one eye only They can deceive you to blindess. Keep, keep, keep your attention On the west and on the place that you left behind Remember, remember that you experienced A unique culture of great worth

3.13.28. Chi Mi'n Geamhradh

I See The Winter

Chi mi'n geamhradh 'as a' ghaoith Chaneil an sheachd' fada bhuainn Sgothan dorch' 's na craobhan ruisgt Tha an oidhche nochd fuar Shaoilean fhein gur ann an de Bha teas an t-samhraidh 'gar leaghadh Fad an fheasgair air an Dun 'S tu laighe leisg ri mo thaobh 'S tu laighe leisg ri mo thaobh 'S iomadh oidch' a rinn sinn suiridhe 'S iomadh oidhch' a rinn sinn gair 'S ionadh oidhch' a bhithinn a'smuaintinn Gum bitheadh tu comhla ruim gu brath Chan fhan a' ghrian fad na bliadhna Cha sheas an uair mar a tha i Dh'fhalbh thusa gu'n a'cheo 'S dh'fhag thu mi le mo geamhradh 'S iomadh oidch' a rinn sinn suiridhe 'S iomadh oidhch' a rinn sinn gair 'S ionadh oidhch' a bhithinn a'smuaintinn Gum bitheadh tu comhla ruim gu brath Gum bitheadh tu comhla ruim gu brath Gum bitheadh tu comhla ruim gu brath Gum bitheadh tu comhla ruim gu brath

I see the winter in the wind The snow is not far from us Dark clouds and the trees losing leaf The night is cold So often it feels that it was only yesterday The summer heat melted us All evening long out on the Dun And you lying lazy by my side Many nights we loved Many nights we laughed Many times I thought That you would have stayed forever But the sun never shines all year Time will not stay as it once was You left for the city Leaving me to my winter Many nights we loved Many nights we laughed Many times I thought That you would have stayed forever That you would have stayed forever That you would have stayed forever That you would have stayed forever