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Ach rinn an t eug an trom clireacha,
Ann an toiseach ar laithean,
Ciod e sta dhomh bhi gacain,
On s beart bha an dan e.
Na chaidh h athris do ar n uine,
Be mo dhurachd a bhi marr ribh,
Ach tha mo shac duihch gulan,
Orm tha curam na mara,
Pairt do m chloinn ann an sru-ain.
An cist dhuinte nan tarruing,
S thug mi speis do m ur dhuthich,
An am dhomh dluth ris an talamh.
An am dhomh dluth ris an talamh,
Ba ro mhath leam mar chaidh orduch,
N am bhi duna orm anairt.
Mo chuire sa n ionnad ba choir dhoinii,
Tha e n eachdraidh phiobail,
Air a scriobh gu sonrichte,
Miad an tlachd bh aig na righrean,
An cuir sa chill ann s ba choir dboit>h,
An cuir sa chill anns ba choir dhoibh,
S e ba deoineach le n inntin.
Tha nis am peac air fas sgaoilte.
S na daoine air fas iiomnhor,
Cha n f haod iad bhi am barail,
Gu meal iad a ni sin,
Ach ma thearnar ant anam,
Choidh cha mheallar na n cis iad.
Choidh cha mheallar nan cis iad.
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