'eilean Fraoich - Karen Matheson

Eilean Fraoich, Eilean fraoich

Eilean Fraoich nam bean ard

Far an d’fhuair mi m’arach og

Eilean Leodhais mo ghraidh

Far an robh mi’n laithean m’oig

Ruith gun bhroig do an traigh

‘S mi ri streap gu nead an eoin

Anns gach cos san biodh al

Thug mi greis an laithean m’oig

Air a mhointich nam phaisd

‘S mi ri tional nan laugh og

Is nam bo aig an trath

Far am faca mi an oigh

Thuit mi og anns a ghradh

‘S ann a chionn nach’eil I beo

Tha mi seoladh air sal

Heather Isle, Heather Island

Eilean Fraoich of the tall women

Where I grew up young

The Isle of Lewis my love

Where I was in my youth

Run barefoot to the beach

I'm climbing to the bird's nest

In each foot there would be al

I spent some of my youth

On the moor of my childhood

I am collecting the young laughs

And if cows at the time

Where I saw the maiden

I fell young in love

It's because she's not alive

I salute address