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ORAN
Do dh-Ailain Mac-Gilleain, Fear Bhrolais.
LE MAIREARAD NIGH'n LACHINN.
LUINNEAG.
Hi ri ri ri eile,
Horin o ro ho i o ho eile,
Hiurabh i hu o ho na o eile.
Mo cheist an Leathanach modhar !
Gualla dheas dha'n dig an cota,
'S fearr a chuireas Gaill o'm meoiribh,
Siod' is pasmunn air do dhornibh,
Mar a chaireadh taiilear doigh orr ;
Glan airgiod 'ad bhroilleach orbhuidh,
'S gur a math 'thig scarf de'n t-srol dhuit,
Mu do mhuineal geal an ordagh.
Bu tu dealbh a ghaisgich mhorail
Air each cruidheach 's e fo 'chomhdach,
Spuirgheur, ghuineach, air do bhotuinn,
Paidhir dhagachan 'ad phoca.
Do shluagh mu d' thimchioU an ordagh,
'S iad ag eisdeachd ri do chomhradh. —
B'iad f hein na lasgairean crodha
'Thogadh creach 's a thilleadh torachd.
Gur a h-e mo chion-s' an curidh
'Tha 'na ghluasad mar a bhuineadh.
'S car thu 'n laoch a choisinn urram,
Eachann Ruadh nan cruaidh chath fuileach j
'S fad a chluinnteadh fuaim a bhuille,
Stoirm a thuaigh air clar a luinge,
'S e 'cur a chaistail gu 'f hulang
Gus 'n do striochd iad dha gu h-uile.

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