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Camhanach Chi Mi Thallad
   
Credits: Traditional
   
Appears On: Camhanach
   
Language: Gidhlig (Scottish Gaelic)
   
Other Versions: "Hi Rim Bo" on Capercaillie's album Secret People
"Hi R Him B" on Mary Jane Lamond's album Suas E!
   

Lyrics: English Translation:
   
Ch mi, ch mi, ch mi thallad I see, I see, I see yonder
Ch mi na fidh air a' bhearradh I see the deer on the slope
   
Sist: Chorus:
Ho r him bo hill o horo ho Ho r him bo hill o horo ho
Ho r him bo hr dhi Ho r him bo hr dhi
Ho r him bo hill o horo ho Ho r him bo hill o horo ho
   
Ch mi na fidh air a' bhearradh I see the deer on the slope
'S an gimanach fhin 'nan deaghaidh With the hunter himself following them
Ho r him bo hill o horo ho Ho ri him bo hill o horo ho
   
'S an gimanach fhin 'nan deaghaidh With the hunter himself following them
Le ghunna caol 's le bhreacan baraich With his slender gun and his flowing plaid
   
(Sist) (Chorus)
   
Le ghunna caol 's le bhreacan baraich With his slender gun and his flowing plaid
Dreadh bheann 's a' ternadh ghleannan Climbing hills and coming down glens
Ho r him bo hill o horo ho Ho ri him bo hill o horo ho
   
Dreadh bheann 's a' ternadh ghleannan Climbing hills and coming down glens
Dh'fhg thu an damh donn gun anail You left the brown stag lifeless
   
Dh'fhg thu an damh donn gun anail You left the brown stag lifeless
Anns an fhraoch a' sleadh faladh In the heather, pouring with blood
   
(Sist) (Chorus)
   
Anns an fhraoch a' sleadh faladh In the heather, pouring with blood
Bha do mhial-choin sgth 'ga leanailt Your deerhounds were tired out following it
Ho r him bo hill o horo ho Ho ri him bo hill o horo ho
   
Bha do mhial-choin sgth 'ga leanailt Your deerhounds were tired out following it
'S bha na gillean sgth 'ga tharrainn Your gillies were tired out dragging it
   
(Sist) (Chorus)
   
'S bha na gillean sgth 'ga tharrainn Your gillies were tired out dragging it
'M beul an aonaich tighinn go baile At the edge of the hill coming home
Ho r him bo hill o horo ho Ho ri him bo hill o horo ho
   
'M beul an aonaich tighinn go baile At the edge of the hill coming home
Bhon am faighte biadh gun ghainne Where food is to be got, without stinting
   
(Sist...) (Chorus...)