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A ghillean oga eisdibh |
Oh young lads now listen |
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Gus 'n dean mi sgeula aithris dhuibh |
While I tell you my tale |
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Oir feumaidh mi bhith fagail |
For I must be leaving |
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An tir a dharaich m' athraichean |
The land where my ancestors were reared |
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Cuir culaibh, cuir culaibh |
Turning your back, turning your back |
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Cuir culaibh ri Assainte |
Turning your back on Assynt |
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Cuir cul ri tir nan Gaidheal |
Turning your back on the land of the Highlander |
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Far 'n robh mi og is amaideach |
Where I was young and foolish |
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'S ann air Diciadain |
It was on a Wednesday |
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Gu moch anns a mhadainn |
Early in the morning |
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Dh'fhalbh mise le mo thriall |
I left on my long journey |
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'S mi dol thar chuan a Chanada |
Going across the ocean to Canada |
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Air fagail a Chulchinn dhomh |
On leaving Culkein |
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Bha mo chairdean mall rium dealachadh |
My friends were loathe to part from me |
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Bha amalan tighinn air m' inntinn |
And my thoughts became sad |
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'S mi fagail na caileagan |
At my leaving the lassies |
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Bho 'n dh'fhag sinn Loch-an-Inbhair |
From the time we left Lochinver |
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Bha mise dol air m' aineolas |
I was in totally strange country |
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Mu 's drainig sinne Luirg |
By the time we reached Lairg |
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Cnoc na gleann cha b' aithne dhomh |
Neither hill nor glen did I know |
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An Glascho mhor nan buthan |
In the big city of Glasgow with all its shops |
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Le sraidean fada farsainn ann |
And with its long, wide streets |
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Gur mise tha gu tursach |
I am so happy |
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'S na miltean sluaigh a tachairt rium |
With a multitude of folk milling around me |
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Di-sathuirne rinn sinn seoladh |
On Saturday we set sail |
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Bho 'n Bhroomielaw 'n Glascho |
From the Broomielaw in Glasgow |
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Measg treubhan dheth gach seorsa |
Among all kinds of races of people |
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Air bord 'n Southwark Shasunnach |
On board the English ship, the Southwark |
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Dol seachad culaibh Eireann |
Going 'round the back of Ireland |
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Bha muir is gaoth ri cathadh ann |
The sea and wind in a snow storm |
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'S na h-uile bha air bord |
And everyone on board |
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Gu tinne le cur na mara oirre |
Was feeling seasick |
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Tha mi nochd gu tursach |
Tonight I am so sad |
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Falbh air sraidean Chanada |
Walking the streets of Canada |
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Is caolas farsuinn fuar |
And with a cold and wide straight |
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Eadar mi 's mo luaidh tha n' Assainte |
Between me and my love in Assynt |
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Cuir culaibh, cuir culaibh |
Turning your back, turning your back |
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Cuir culaibh ri Assainte |
Turning your back on Assynt |
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Cuir cul ri tir nan Gaidheal |
Turning your back on the land of the Highlander |
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Ach duil gu 'n till mi dhachaidh ann |
But I hope to return there |
