Chi Mi Bhuam - Karen Matheson

Chi mi bhuam, fada bhuam

Chi mi bhuam ri muir-làn

Chi mi Muile nam beann fuar

Fada bhuam thar an t-sàil

Fada bhuam thar an t-sàil

Chi mi mullach nam beann mór

Anns an òg-mhadainn aigh

An t-aon as airde dhiubh nan còrr

‘S badan ceò air a bàrr

Fada bhuam thar an t-sàil

Chì mi ghucag air an fhraoch

Chì mi’n caorann fo bhlàth

Chì mi uisge glan nam beann

Tigh’nn ‘na dheann leis gach màm

Fada bhuam thar an t-sàil

Tir a' bharraich, tìr nan stuadh

‘S tric a luaidh ort na bàird;

‘S nuair a thug mi riut mo chùl

Rinn mi dùsgadh gu dàn

‘S bidh mi luaidh ort gu bràth

I see from me, far from me

I can see from me at high tide

I see Mull of the cold mountains

Far from me across the sea

Far from me across the sea

I see the tops of the great mountains

In the early morning

The highest of them the rest

There is a cloud of mist on top of it

Far from me across the sea

I see a bud on the heather

I see the rowan in bloom

I can see the clear water of the mountains

Come on in, take a look and enjoy yourself!

Far from me across the sea

Land of the barrows, land of the waves

You are often mentioned as a poet;

And when I turned my back on you

I awoke boldly

And I will love you forever