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Am bruadar seo am faoinsgeul e |
The vision I saw, is it a figment |
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No'm faod e a bhith fìor |
Or could it possibly be true |
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Do gheallaidhean gun dich'nicheadh tu |
That you could forget your promises |
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Air son òr no nì? |
For gold or any material thing? |
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Cha tig, cha tig ath-sgeul dhomh air |
Never ever will it be repeated |
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Nan tigeadh b'éibhneach mi |
Else desolate I should be |
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Ach o'n chaidh 'n t-snaim do sgaoileadh ort |
For since you tied the indissoluble knot |
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Dhe'n t-saogh'l seo tha mi sgìth |
Of this world I am weary |
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Bu daor, bu daor a cheannaich mi |
Dearly, dearly did I buy |
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An sonas nach robh buan |
The transient happiness |
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Nuair shaoil mi bhith aig cala |
When I thought I was safely in port |
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Chaidh mo philleadh chun a' chuain |
I was sent back to sea |
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Mo thruaigh' mi, ciod seo dh'fhairich mi |
Alas, what came over me |
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Nach d'aithnich thu na b'luaith? |
That I didn't realize sooner? |
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Nuair fhuair fear eile, rùnaich, thu |
When another came along desiring you |
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'S ann dhùisg mi as mo shuain |
Only then did I awake from my slumber |
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A fhleasgaich òig bi furachail |
Young man, be attentive |
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Aon earal gabh uam féin |
And take my advice |
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Na taobh ri té bhios eireachdail |
Do not fall for one who is beautiful |
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Mar aithne dhut a beus |
But of whose virtue you are unsure |
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Ged gheibh thu'n coslas aingil i |
Though she may be angelic in appearance |
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Mas caileag i gun stéidh |
If she is not of sound character |
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Gun dean i'n tùs dhiot amadan |
She will make a fool of you |
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Is aithreachas 'na dhéidh |
And you will live to regret it |
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Am bruadar seo am faoinsgeul e |
The vision I saw, is it a figment |
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No'm faod e a bhith fìor |
Or could it possibly be true |
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Do gheallaidhean gun dich'nicheadh tu |
That you could forget your promises |
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Air son òr no nì? |
For gold or any material thing? |
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Cha tig, cha tig ath-sgeul dhomh air |
Never ever will it be repeated |
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Nan tigeadh b'éibhneach mi |
Else desolate I should be |
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Ach o'n chaidh 'n t-snaim do sgaoileadh ort |
For since you tied the indissoluble knot |
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Dhe'n t-saogh'l seo tha mi sgìth |
Of this world I am weary |
