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Ann an deas-laimh mo chrid Ires',
Dheanadh sithean gu m' ailgheas.
Na*m biodh fios air mo smaoinfean
Aig gach mnaoi dha 'm bheil ceile,
Cha duisgeadh i fharran.
Am fad 'sa mhealadh i fein e,
Ged fhalghin s' dc dh'oigridh,
Gus mo phòsadh na ceudan,
Cha 'n fhaigh mi co cosmhail,
Na CO tocha ri m' cheud-fhearo
Co b'e chuireadb anumhail.
Mi bhi dubhachj neo-eibhinn,
Cha do thtìig iad mo ghalar,
'S cha d' aithnich iad fein e.
Bean gun mhathair, gun athair.
Gun fhear-taighe, gun cheile.
Gun aon solas sa chruinne,
O nach d' fhuirich mo cheud g^iradho
Bu tu 'n cearraich bha gasda.
Air chairtean, 's air thailisg,
Leis an iomairt gun lasan.

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