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Colla Mo Rùn Hì Hó Leagain
   
Credits: Traditional; arranged by Margaret Stewart & Allan MacDonald
   
Appears On: Colla Mo Rùn
   
Language: Gàidhlig (Scottish Gaelic)
   

Lyrics: English Translation:
   
Sèist: Chorus (after each verse):
Hì hó leagain, hì hó m'aighean Hi ho my pet, hi ho my heifers
Hì hó leagain, hì hó m'aighean Hi ho my pet, hi ho my heifers
M'aighean ho leagain, hì hó m'aighean My heifers ho, my pet, hi ho my heifers
Mo chrodh laoigh air gach taobh dhen bhuailidh My cattle on each side of the fold
   
Faic an dris ud air an lìonaig See the bramble bush on the meadow
'S i a' lùbadh leis na smeuran Weighed down with berries
'S amhuil siud agus m'aghan ceudlaoigh Akin to my heifer of first calf
An t-agh is ciataich' de chrodh na buailidh The most elegant of all the cattle in the fold
   
'S ì mo rùn sa an t-aghan caisfhionn The object of my affection is the white-shanked heifer
Cha 'n iarr i buarach a chur mu casan She doesn't need a fetter around her shanks
'Nuair 'bhiodh càch anns na sìomain naisgte When others would be in plaited collars
'S e siòd' á Sasuinn bhiodh air mo ghuailfhionn English silk would be on my white-shouldered heifer
   
M'eudail fhìn an t-aghan caisfhionn My own darling is the white-shanked heifer
Théid dhan' bheinn is nach iarr i dhachaigh Who goes to the hill and won't want to come home
Cudthrom bainne air a casan A weight of milk on her, weighing her down
Is laogh a h-altrum le gheum ga buaireadh Her suckling calf tormenting her with its lowing
   
Dh'aithnichinn grìsfhionn a tighinn air fàire I'd recognize the brindled one coming into view
Leis a mheanbh-bhric a tha mu bràighe With freckles on her breast
Rìgh gur ro-mhath a thogail àil i Oh how well she raises her young
A suas thar chàich 's i an ceannard buailidh Above the rest, she is the queen of the fold
   
M'eudail ise a chrodh na tìr seo Beloved is she among the cattle of this land
Bheir i dhòmhsa am bainne prìseil She will give me the precious milk
Gheibh mi càise 's gheibh mi ìm dhith I will get cheese and butter from her
'S nam biodh i uam gum bu mhór dhìth i And if she were far from me, greatly would I miss her