Gaol Troimh Aimsirean - Capercaillie

Geamhradh air chul dhuinn 's funchd an Dubhlachd

Is gealladh earraich ris tighinn 'n ar smuain

Aimsir dochais dh' aois 's dh' oighridh

Agus aimsir solais a leigeil dheth suain

Fluran a' dusgadh blath’s a' lughas

Is spionnadh as ur, an gaol bha’n inbhe dhol fuar

Fluran a' dusgadh blath’s a' lughas

Is spionnadh as ur, an gaol bha’n inbhe dhol fuar

Gradh geal an t-samhraidh cas-ruisgt' a deann-ruidh

Is lathean sona ar leinn iad gun cheann

Dearrsadh greine toirt uainn leirsinn

A' dalladh ar ceile air saoghal mar bh’ann

Seall ud am marach s’fiamh a' ghair air

Tairgse dhuinn gradh nach fas fuar no fann

Seall ud am marach s’fiamh a' ghair air

Tairgse dhuinn gradh nach fas fuar no fann

Oiteag an fhoghair fionnar thar fadhail

Is arbhar fearrain nis buainte ri lar

Dia ri mholadh 'son an toraidh

Is Cruachan de chaonnadh fad' geamhraidh gu 'r blath’s

Duilleach a' seargadh measan cuid searbh dhuidh

Is Roimhimm an dearbhadh air daighneachd ar graidh

Duilleach a' seargadh measan cuid searbh dhuidh

Is Roimhimm an dearbhadh air daighneachd ar graidh

'Nuair thig an geamhradh reothadh mar lannsa

Is storimean naimhdeil tigh’nn oirnne bho’n tuath

Dhuinn mar choist e gaol g’e seasmhach

'M faigh sinn an teisteanas maireannach buan

Dorcha g’e laithean dluth dhuinn tha marach

'S Earrach an aigh cur cagair 'n ar cluais

Winter is over and December is fun

It is a promise of spring to come to our mind

Hopeful weather of age and inheritance

And light weather to let off sleep

Fluran wakes up the smallest flower

It's energy from you, the love was the status to go cold

Fluran wakes up the smallest flower

It's energy from you, the love was the status to go cold

The white heat of the barefoot summer

Happy days are ours without a head

Sunshine takes away our vision

Blinding each other to a world as it were

Look at it tomorrow and it's going to be fun

Offer us a love that will not grow cold or faint

Look at it tomorrow and it's going to be fun

Offer us a love that will not grow cold or faint

A late cool autumn breeze

Ferron corn is now harvested at lar

God to be praised for the result

It's stacks of fuel all winter long until it blooms

Leaf withering fruit some bitter to him

Before the confirmation of the strength of our love

Leaf withering fruit some bitter to him

Before the confirmation of the strength of our love

When winter comes it freezes like surgery

Hostile storms are coming at us from the north

To us how it cost him a love that is constant

We will get the permanent permanent certificate

Dark if the days are close to us are marach

It's spring the cow will whisper in our ear