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Choice Language The Old Crone
   
Credits: Traditional; arranged by Capercaillie
   
Appears On: Choice Language
   
Language: Gidhlig (Scottish Gaelic)
   

Lyrics: English Translation:
   
'Nuair a thid mi chon na fill When I go to market
Bidh a' chailleach as mo dhidh The old crone comes after me
Casadaich am beul a clibh Coughing her lungs out
'S fheudar dhomb bhith suidhe rithe And I have to sit and wait for her
   
'S fheudar dhomb bhith suidhe, suidhe And I have to sit and wait
'S fheudar dhomb bhith suidhe rithe And I have to sit and wait for her
'S fheudar dhomb bhith suidhe, suidhe And I have to sit and wait
'S fheudar dhomb bhith suidhe rithe And I have to sit and wait for her
   
Thig mi dhachaidh on bhuain I come home from the harvest work
Bhithinn gu h-airsnealach fuar Worn out and cold
Gheibhinn dhan a' phrs fhuar To get cold brose
Ln na coiseduibhe dheth A whole casdubh full
   
Ln na coiseduibhe, duibhe A casdubh full
Ln na coiseduibhe dheth A whole casdubh full
Ln na coiseduibhe, duibhe A casdubh full
Ln na coiseduibhe dheth A whole casdubh full
   
Thiginn dachaidh on chrann I'd come home from ploughing
Bhithinn gu h-airsnealach fann Worn out and weak
Chithinn a' rud nach biodh ann I'd see things that weren't there
Sambla 's i 'na suidhe rium This spectre sitting beside me
   
Sambla 's i 'na suidhe, suidhe This spectre sitting
Sambla 's i 'na suidhe rium This spectre sitting beside me
Sambla 's i 'na suidhe, suidhe This spectre sitting
Sambla 's i 'na suidhe rium This spectre sitting beside me
   
Thiginn dachaidh on n I'd come home from the cattle
Bhithinn gu h-airsnealach sgth Worn out and weary
Dheaghainn a laighe liom fhin I'd go to lie down by myself
Shn i 'cnamhan dubha rium She stretched her black bones beside me
   
Shn i 'cnamhan dubha, dubha She stretched her black bones
Shn i 'cnamhan dubha rium She stretched her black bones beside me
Shn i 'cnamhan dubha, dubha She stretched her black bones
Shn i 'cnamhan dubha rium She stretched her black bones beside me
   
Mle beannachd aig an eug A thousand blessings on death
'S iomadh fear dhan d' rinn e feum He has relieved many a man
Thug e leis mo chailleach fhin He took away my own old crone
'S ibhinn liom gun d' shiubhail i I'm delighted that she's dead
   
'S ibhinn liom gun d' shiubhail, shiubhail I'm delighted that she's dead
'S ibhinn liom gun d' shiubhail i I'm delighted that she's dead
'S ibhinn liom gun d' shiubhail, shiubhail I'm delighted that she's dead
'S ibhinn liom gun d' shiubhail i... I'm delighted that she's dead...