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Fon Reul-Sholus Mo Rn Geal g
   
Credits: Cairistiona Nic Fhearghais; arranged by Allan Henderson & Rachel Walker
   
Appears On: Fon Reul-Sholus
   
Language: Gidhlig (Scottish Gaelic)
   
Other Versions: "Cumha Do dh'Uilleam Siosal" on Capercaillie's album The Blood Is Strong
"Mo Run Geal Og" on Capercaillie's album Glenfinnan
"Mo Run Geal Og" on Flora MacNeil's album Craobh Nan Ubhal
   

Lyrics: English Translation:
   
Och a Therlaich g Stibhart Alas young Charles Stewart
'S e do chis rinn mo lireadh It is your cause that has left me desolate
Thug thu bhuam gach n bh'agam You took from me everything I had
Ann an cogadh ad adhbhar In a war in your cause
Cha chrodh is cha chaoraich It is not cattle or friends I mourn
Tha mi caoidh ach mo chile But my husband
On l dh'fhg e mi 'm aonar Since the day he left me alone
Gun son san t-saoghal ach line With nothing in the world but my shift
Mo rn geal g My fair young love
   
C nis thogas an claidheamh Who will now lift the sword
No n chathair a lonadh? Or fill the chair?
'S gann gur h-e tha air m'aire It scarcely matters to me
O nach maireann mo chiadghradh Since my first love is dead
Ach ciamar gheimhinn o m'ndur But how could I find it in my nature
A bhith 'g icheadh nas miann leam To deny what I desire
Is mo thogradh cho lidir thoirt When my wish is strong to take
Gu ite mo rgh math My good king to his rightful place
Mo rn geal g My fair young love
   
Bu tu 'm fear mr bu mhath cumadh You were the tall man, handsome
O do mhullach gu d' bhrgan From the crown of your head to your shoes
Bha do shlios mar an eala Your side was like the swan
'S blas na meal' air do phgan Your kisses tasted of honey
D'fhalt dualach donn lurach Your curled, brown, beautiful hair
Mu do mhuineal an rdugh Was arranged 'round your neck
'S e gu camalubach cuimir Ringletted and elegant
'S gach aon toirt urram d' a bhidhchead So that all paid tribute to its beauty
Mo rn geal g My fair young love
   
Bu tu 'm fear slinneanach leathainn You were broad-shouldered
Bu chaoile meadhan 's bu dealbhaich Slim-waisted, well-formed
Cha bu tillear gun elas It was no unskilled tailor
Dheanadh cta math gearra dhut Who could make you a doublet
No dhanadh dhut triubhais Or trews for you
Gun bhith cumhang no gann dhut That were not too tight or insufficient for you
Mar ghealbhradan do chasan Your legs were like the silver salmon
Le d' gherr osan mu d' chalpa With your short hose about your calf
Mo rn geal g My fair young love
   
Gura mise th' air mo sgaradh How distraught am I
'S ged do chanam cha bhreug e And though I say it, it is no lie
'S iomadh t bha na banntraich There is many a widow
Nach d' fhuair samhla dha m' chile Who did not get the equal of my spouse
Fear do chille 's do thuigse A man of your good sense
Cha robh furasd' ri fheutainn And understanding was not easy to find
'S cha do sheas air Cul Lodair And there stood not on Culloden's field
Fear do choltais bu trine A more valiant man of your mien
Mo rn geal g My fair young love
   
Och nan och, gur mi bochdag Alas and alack
'S mi ln osnaich an cmhnaidh What a wretch I am, ceaselessly sighing
Chaill mi dil ri thu thighinn I lost hope of your return
Thuit mo chridhe gu drtadh My heart burst with sorrow
Cha tog fidheall no clrsach Neither fiddle or harp will raise it
Pob no tileasg no cel e Nor pipe, nor gaming, nor music
Nis o chuir iad thu 'n tasgaidh Now that they have laid you to rest
Cha disg caidreabh duin' ig mi Young men's company does not arouse me
Mo rn geal g My fair young love
   
Bha mi greis ann am barail For a while I imagined
Gum bu mhaireann mo chile My spouse was alive
Is gun tigeadh tu dhachaidh And that you would come home
Le aighearr 's le ibhneas With joy and happiness
Ach tha 'n t-m air dhol thairis But that time has gone by
Is chan fhaic mi fear d' eugaisg And I shall not see one like to you
Gus an tid mi fo'n talamh Until I go under the ground
Cha dealaich do spis rium My love for you will not leave me
Mo rn geal g My fair young love