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Bu chuis fharmaid do bheusan,
O 'n a b' annas an leithid san fhonn,
Bhiodh do chulsean air thoiseach,
Thaobh an tsaoghail tha bhos, agus thall,
Cha 'n fhacas, 's cha chualas fear
D'oifig air nach buannaicheadh tu geall ;
Rinn thu moran a thional,
'S do neach beo cha d' rinn sgillinn de chali.
Gu do bhas o do thoiseach
Ann do ghnas cha robh spot far'm bu leir,
'S tu bha tuigsin na'n uailsean,
*S tu bha tearnadh na tuath ann sgach feum ^
*Nuair bhiodh difir na'n cCiisean,
'S tus* a ghleidheadh gach taobh le do cheill ;
Cha robh geilt gu bhi cailk' ort,
'S cha robh aire ort gu bribe dhuit fein.
Feaf a dh'innseadh do bheusan,
'S mor ad'fheumadh e gheire, sa chaint,
'S ioma neach bhitheas gad' iuntruin :
'Nam togail, a's cuntadh a mhail.
Bhiodh do thiolacah diamhair,
"S tu nach seideadh do ghniomh le do thaint.
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