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Mur biodh siantan n’ ar n’ aghaidb,
Bha sinn sbios air ar n’ aghairt gu dian,
’S bbiodh luchd-Beurla ’nan laidhe,
Ton-air-cbeann, b’e sid m’ aigbear’s mo mhiann.
Och nan ocb ! ’s mi fo sprochd,
’S mi ’n drasda ri osnaich leam fein
’G amharc feachd an du-Rosaich,
’G ithe feur agus cruineacbd an fhuinn ;
Rotbaich iargalt a’s Cataicb,
Tigh’n a nail le lucbd-cbasag a’s lann,
lad mar mbiol-choin air acras,
Siubbal criocban, cbam, cblacb, agus bheann.
Mo cbreach ! tir air an tainig,
Rinn sibb nis clar reidh db’i cbo lom,
Gun cboirce gun ghnaisich,
Gun siol tagbt’ ann am fasach na’m fonn,
Prls na circ air an spardan,
Gu ruige na spainean tboirt uainn,
Acb sgrios na craoibbe f’a bla dbiu.
Air a crionadh fo barr gus a bonn.
Tha ar cinn fo ’na cboille,
’S eigin beanntan a’s gleannain tboirt oirnn,
Sinn gun sugradb gun mhacnus.
Gun eibbneas, gun aitneas^ gun cbeol,
Air bbeag bidbe no teine,
Air na stucan an laidbeadb an ced,
Sinn mar cbomhacbaig eile,
Ag eisdeachd ri deireas gacb Id.

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