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'S mise tha gu muladach |
Melancholy am I |
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Chorus (after each verse): |
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'S na hóró laoi leó |
'S na horo laoi leo |
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Seinn óro nàilibh |
Seinn oro nailibh |
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'S na hóró laoi leó |
'S na horo laoi leo |
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A h-uile té a' pòsadh |
All the lasses getting married |
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Mise seo gun phòsadh fhathasd |
Here I am still single |
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Bodachan cha phòs mi |
A little old I'll not wed |
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Bithidh e fada 'g éirigh |
Too long he'll lie in his bed |
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Fada dol 'na éideadh |
He'll take forever to get dressed |
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Fada fada ri cuir uime |
Ages to put on his vest |
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Cha ghabh mise ludar bodaich |
I'll not take a clumsy old man |
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Cha tèid a mach gun am bata |
He won't go out without his stick |
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Cha tig e steach gun a casda |
He'll not come in without coughing |
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Seann duine cha ghabh, cha ghabh mi |
An old man for me is not in the offing |
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Saoilidh e gur grian a' ghealach |
He thinks the moon is the sun |
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Saoilidh e gur siùcar sneachda |
He thinks that snow is sugar |
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Saoilidh e gur cuan am monadh |
He thinks the moor is the ocean |
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B'annsa balach sgiobalta |
I'd rather an agile young fellow |
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Leagadh mi's a thogadh mi |
Who'd lay me down and lift me up |
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Bheireadh mi a' feithe |
Who'd pull me out of a bog |
