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30-A CHAILINN THA TAMH
LOCH EITE-THE LA8S BY LOCH ETIVE.
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Dh' fhàs cianal
Chorus- I'm dreary
A lovely
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ne bho 'n thug rai 'chiad aire
day, I 'ra wea - ry on Men - day,
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J dùisg - ear & pràmli gu deagh | ghleus mi
chailinn tha tamh mu Loch Eite.
noth - ing can wake me to glad - ness; I once had the
filled me with love and with sad - ness.
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love's strange e • mo - tion My heart was too
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M chaochail am beacbd sin 'us | tlia mi ni;
changed that opinion, I 've felt its do
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Istr'itli lis.
sist - less.
Aig coinnimh na h-òigridh 's ann chuir mi 'n
ceud eùlas
Air an òg-chailinn choimhlionta, chiataieh ;
*Us cha tig e an gradaig a rahiiclias an t-sradag
A rinn ise fhadadh 'n am chliabh-sa.
Cha dùth dhomh bhi luaidh air na feartan thug
buaidh orm,
'S a mhosgail bho shiiaimhneas gii bròn mi —
A gniiis f hoinnidh, f hlathail, a sdilean caoin , tairis,
'S a binn-bheul o 'm blasda thig còrahradh.
Is finealta, nasal a bens 'us a gluasad ;
Is ceaiialta, suairce a nkdur ;
'N a pear.sa cho loinneil, 'n a deise cho sgoinneil —
Cha 'n ioghnadh ged 's toigh learn a' gliraidheag.
'S e cusjiair mo smaointean a latha 's a dh' oidhche
A dh' flioiUseachadh seòl air bhi reidh rith',
'Chioiin mur faigh mi a buannachd ri 'ni bheb
bidh mi truagh dheth,
Fo sgkil dhuibh gun suaimhneas gun
Mbhneas.
At a young people's meeting I first got her
greeting,
This fair one for whom I am yearnmg,
And her loveliness threw some love sparks in my
bosom,
That still are unquenchably biu'ning.
The graces displayed in this charming yo\ing
maiden
Are past all my powers of relation:
Her smile that entrances, her bright loving
glances,
Her artless and sweet conversation —
Each feature and gesture, each fold of her vesture.
Each word and each motion iliscover
She 's peerlessly pretty, wi.se, modest and witty—
L)ear lassie, no wonder I love her !
Both sleeping and waking my i. ..at it is aching ;
To win her esteem I'll endeavour ;
And it' niv enslaver deny me her favour,
My life shall be clouded for ever.
New song by Mr M. MaoFaelane ; translation by L. M. The air is known as " Alridh nam badan.'