Soraidh Bhuam Gu Barraidh - Capercaillie

Soraidh bhuam gu Barraidh

Eilean’s maisich tha fo’n ghrein

Far an tric an robh mi sugradh

'S le sunna a ruith na spreidh

Gur lionmhor lus tha fas fo’n druchd

Is deallt air uir as dheidh

A' bheireadh slainte is muirneal dhuit

Air maduinn chubhraidh cheit

An am direadh ris a mhonadh

Measg a' mhurain 'be mo mhiann

Air feasgar fann’s an fhoghar

Nuair a chromadh air a ghrian

Gum beathaicheadh am faladh thu

Far luscan b’aille fiomh

An aiteag chubhraidh aluinn

Thig far bharr a' chain an iar

An am eirigh anns an t’samhradh

'Se bhith ann, bu mhor mo mhiann

Gach iasgair 's e le bhata

Dol gu aite a chuir na lion

Nuair a charadh iad siuil shlan rith

Air bharr nan tonnan liath

Bu bhriagha a bhi ga faicinn

Air a setadh dol dha’n iar

'Se Barraidh an t-eilean 's boidhche

Ann cho mor 's gun d’chur mi uigh

Far an tric an do ghabh mi oran

Measg non oighean maiseach ciuin

'S ged tha mi’n duigh air m’aineol

An Australia nan craobh

Cha di-chuimhuich mi a Ghaidhlig

Tha i sgriobhte 's a' chlar aig m’aois

Farewell from Barra

A beautiful island under the sun

Where often I was sugradh

The cattle run with the sunna

There are many plants under the dew

It's a sight to behold

Giving you health and care

On a fragrant morning, Kate

At the end of the hill

Among the marram grass was my wish

On a faint autumn's evening

When bent over the sun

May the hide feed you

Far from the most beautiful place

The sweet-smelling ointment

Come off the top of the chain west

When it gets up in the summer

Being there, I really wanted to

Every fisherman with a stick

Going to a place that set the nets

When they fixed sails she ran

On top of the gray waves

It was beautiful to see her

Set to go west

The most beautiful island is Barra

So much so that I laid an egg

Where I often sang songs

Among non-quiet maidens

And though I know my ignorance

Australia of the trees

I will not forget his Gaelic

It's written in the age group