Glasgow's Burning - Méav

Alasdair Mhic

Cholla Ghasda

As do laimh-s' gun

Earbainn tapaidh

Mharbhadh Tighearna

Ach-nam-Breac leat

Chula mi’n de

Sgeul nach bait leam

Glaschu a bhith

Dol 'na lasair

Glaschu a bhith

Dol 'na lasair

'S Obair-Dheathain

'N deidh a chreachadh

Alastair, son of gallant Cholla,

From your arms I would expect heroic deeds.

The Lord of Each nam Breac was killed by you

I heard yesterday a strange story

That Glasgow was going up in flames

And Aberdeen was being pillaged

Alexander Mac

Cholla Ghasda

Out of your hands

Quick deer

Lord was killed

Ach-nam-Breac with you

Chula mi’n de

A story I don't like

Being Glasgow

Going up in flames

Being Glasgow

Going up in flames

And Aberdeen

After being plundered

Alastair, son of gallant Cholla,

From your arms I would expect heroic deeds.

The Lord of Each nam Breac was killed by you

I heard yesterday a strange story

That Glasgow was going up in flames

And Aberdeen was being pillaged