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S gad robh fichead paist agaibh,
Cha n abair cach smid ribh.
Do d chomhairlean cha gheil siiin,
Cha n eil iad eibhinn leinn,
Cha nurra sinn a leirsinn,
Gam bheil feum annd no bri,
Gach fear tha chuis g eiridh leis,
S fhuair gach te s fhiach,
Cha n fhidrig iad na feumich,
Nuair tba iad fein gun di.
Ma se sin do bharailsa,
Tha thu mearachdeach ad chainnt,
Tha iasg sa mhuir ma dh iarrar e,
Nach d thain riamh gu traigh,
Theirig far am faith thu e,
Thair taruing air a lion,
Se s docha gu n tuit gealag ort,
Gun ghoid gun ghalar cinn.
Nach sguir thu ad bhreug an peilisgach,
Nan teirig dhut do chainnt,
Sir innseadh dhuinn ardeirasan,
Le beilam anns gach am,
An ni chluinnas tu cha cheil thu e,
S drcch eilain h air a cheann,
S aithne dhuit o t oig a,
H uile gorich a ni clann.
On a sean rahaor eolach mi,
Se seol a bheirinn dhuibh,
Comhairl a na corach,

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