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Mile marbhaisg air na fearaibh |
A thousand curses on men |
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'Siad tha caochlaideach carach nam beul |
They are twisted and deceitful |
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Cha taobh iad te fhalamh |
They won't care |
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'On nach biodh aice earras dha reir |
For a poor girl without wealth |
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Dh'fhaodadh te bhith gun tochradh |
But a girl even without a dowry |
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Bhith gu siobhalta socair a beus |
Could be refined and gentle |
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'S nighean bodaich le codach |
And a daughter of a wealthy old man |
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Bhith gu h-ardanach droch bheulach brein |
Could be haughty, foul-mouthed and loathsome |
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Gur e mis' tha fo mhinginn |
It is I that is so unhappy |
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Bho lath chuir iad an snaim air mo ghradh |
Since the day they tied the knot on my love |
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Se do thuras-sa Mhicheil a dh'fhag |
It was the journey you made, Michael |
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M'aigne cho iosal gach lath |
That left my spirits so low each day |
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Thuirt thu rium a bhith deiseil |
You told me to be ready |
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Gus do bhanais a sheasamh gun dail |
To arrange the wedding without delay |
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Rinn thu rithist ath-smaointinn |
Then you had second thoughts |
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'S dh'fhag sud mise nam aonar gu brath |
And left me alone forever |
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Tha mo cheist air an armunn |
My thoughts are on the handsome young man |
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Gura camlagach aluinn a ghnuis |
With curly hair and good looks |
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Tha do mhais ann-ud aodann |
There is such beauty in your face |
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Nach cuir duin' air an t-saoghal air chul |
That no one in the world can deny |
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Ach ma rinn thu mo threigsinn |
But if you have forsaken me |
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Aig gainead mo spreidh air mo chul |
Because of my lack of wealth |
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Mo mhile beannachd na d' dheidh |
My thousand blessings on you |
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'S biodh agad na roghainnich thu |
And may you have all you desire |
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"O tha mi fhathast gun phosadh |
"Oh I am still unmarried |
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A dh'aindeoin luchd sgeodail nam breug |
In spite of people's lying tales |
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Cha robh duil agam t'fhagail |
I had no intention of leaving you |
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Fad 's a choisichinn slan air an fheur |
As long as I could walk in health on the grass |
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Fad 's dh'fhanainn mar bha mi |
As long as I stayed as I was |
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'S a ghleidhinn mo naire 's mo chiall |
And I kept my senses and my mind |
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'S cha bu lugha na 'n caoch |
It would be nothing less than madness |
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Bheireadh orm-sa do ghaol a chuir dhiom" |
That would make me lose your love" |
