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Roses And Tears Leodhasach An Tir Chein
   
Credits: Murdo MacDonald
   
Appears On: Roses And Tears
   
Language: Gŗidhlig (Scottish Gaelic)
   

Lyrics: English Translation:
   
Tha mi fo mhulad bho sheol mi I am sorrowful since I set sail
A Leodhas, eilean mo ghraidh From Lewis, my beloved isle
Far na dh'fhag mi comunn na h-oige Where I left the group of youngsters
Is mo chairdean uile ri tamh And all my relatives dwelling
Cha phill rium tuilleadh gach solas No longer will every comfort be with me
'S nach goraich bh'agam nam phaisd And every folly I had in my youth
Mo chridhe air a lionadh le dÚrainn My heart filled with hardship
'S mo chomhnaidh thairis air sŗl As my dwelling is over the sea
   
Mo chiabhag tha tana 's air liathadh My hair has thinned and gone gray
O' s cian bho dh'fhag mi do bhagh It has been long since I left your bay
Mo chridhe tha g'osnaich gad iargain My heart sighing being burdened
Is m'iarrtas tilleadh gach la With my wish to return every day
Ged 's torrach am fearann 's fo chraobhan Although every piece of land is fertile and abounding in trees
Cha luiginn fuireach na phairt I wouldn't wish to live in any part of it
Bu mhath leam bhith trusadh nan caorach I would prefer to be gathering up my sheep
'S an fhraoch an eilean mo ghrŗidh Amongst the heather of my beloved isle
   
O nach robh mise far 'n iarrainn Was I not under the scythe
An Siadair Iarach a' tamh Dwelling in Lower Shader
Far na dh'fhag mi comunn bha rianail Where I left a group who were organized
Aoidheil, carthannach, tlath Welcoming, charitable and kind
Chan iarrainn a shonas gu siorraidh I wouldn't want everlasting prosperity
Chan iarrainn solas gu brath I wouldn't ever want solace
Ach dachaigh bhith agam na chriochan But to have a home in the borders
Fo riaghladh na Athair na Slaint' Under rule of the Father of Health
   
Togaidh mi fhathast na siuil rithe I will still lift my eyes to her
Ma chaomhnas Dia rium mo shlaint' If the Lord spares my health for me
'S gu faigh mi fom shealladh na stýcan And I get under my sight the little hills
Bha muirneach agam nam phaisd That were precious to me in my youth
Nuair ruitheas mo laithean san t-saoghal When my days in the world run out
B'e mo dhurachd faighinn ann bas It is my wish to die there
'S mo charadh an taic ri mo shžnnsir And laid beside my ancestors
'S a ghlžb ri creagan na h-Aird In the glebe amongst the rocks of Aird