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’S ged tha ’n Landaidh creagach, ciar,
•’S moch a dh’eireas oirre "ghrian;
Innis nani ba-laoigh’s nam fiadh,
’S gu ’m b’e mo mbiann bbi tbali ann.
Ho ro, dec.
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There eagles rise on soaring wing,
And herons watch the gushing spring;
And heath-cocks, with their whirring, bring
Their own delight to Islay.
Oh! my Island, dec.
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’S trie a leag mi air a’ bhruaich
Earba ghlas a’ mhuineil ruaidh;
Bhiodh an liath-chearc learn a nuas,
A’s coileach ruadh an dranndainn.
Ho ro, dec.
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O! mo ghaol air He ’n fheoir,
Far an d’ fhuair mi m’ arach og;
Far am bheil na h-uaislean coir—
Bu toil leo ceol a‘s dannsadh.
Ho ro, <fce.
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Though Islay’s shore is rocky, drear,
Early doth the sun appear
On leafy brake and fallow deer,
And flocks and herds in Islay.
Oh! my Island, dec.
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O my Island! O my Isle!
O my dear, my native soil!
From thee no scene my heart can wile
That’s wed with love to Islay.
Oh! my Island, <fec.