Sraidean Na Roinn Eorpa - Runrig

Chuir mi mo chul ri Lunnainn

An samhradh air m’aodann

'S mi air sraidean mor na Roinn-Eorpa

'S mi le mo run, le m’anam, mo bhratach

Mo ghrian mo ghealach ur

'S sheas mi’s na aiteachan a sheas m’athair

'S ioma cogadh a tha ann airson saorsa

Da fhicead bliadhna’s an dileab air fhagail

Briaran do linn’s do sheorsa

Baile beag anns a' Ghearmailt

Gruagach cho boidheach

Le suilean lan sonas is bron

Thuirt i «am bheil fhios agaibh fhein, an t-sochair

'tha agaibh Tha eallach eachraidh air mo ghuaillan cho trom»

Chrath sinn lamhan, 's dh’fhalbh I a’seinn

An dan tha dcmhainn, 's gach anam de dhaoine

Dh’fhag mi i le blas beag de mo dhuthaich

Dh’fhag i mi leis a chompanas ur

Tha na brataich a’snamh

An cuan de dhathan

Do chanan binn an cluas na Roinn-Eorpa

Tha na sraidean beo le cainnt’s togair

Sraidean am Babel ur

'S thusa mo run, tha cothrom mad choinneamh

Tha do chliu air 'dhol tarsainn an cuan

Thusa tha meanbh, bi ladir, bi alainn

Taisbean do chanan, bi buan

--oOo--

I have put London behind me

The summer is on my face

And I am on the big streets of Europe

With my love, my flag

My sun, and my new moon

I stood in the places where my father had stood

Many are the wars of freedom

Forty years and the legacy is still with me

The words of his kind and generation

A small town in Germany

A beautiful young girl

Her eyes full of sorrow and joy

She said «Are you aware of the privilege you enjoy

The burden of history lies heavy on my shoulders»

We shook hands, and she went on her way singing

The song that is deep in the soul of all people

I left her with a small part of my country

She left me with the fellowship of a new age

The flags are swimming

In a sea of colour

My language melodious in the ear of Europe

The streets are alive with conversation and purpose

Possibilities for a new Babel

And you my love have opportunity before you

Your renown has crossed the ocean

You that are small, be strong, be beautiful

Reveal your great language, be everlasting

I turned my back on London

Summer is on my face

I'm on the high streets of Europe

I am my love, my soul, my banner

My sun my new moon

And I stood in the place where my father stood

There are many wars for freedom

Twenty years is the legacy left

Words for your pool’s type

A small town in Germany

Such a beautiful girl

With eyes full of happiness and sorrow

She said «do you know, the privilege

You have a cavalry burden on my shoulders so heavy »

We shook hands, and she went singing

The poem is powerful, and every soul of man

I left it with a little taste of my country

She left me with her new companion

The flags are fluttering

The ocean of colors

Your sweet language is the ear of Europe

The streets are lively and lively

Streets of the new Babel

You are my love, I have an opportunity

Your reputation has crossed the ocean

You are tiny, be strong, be beautiful

Show your language, be lasting

--oOo--

I have put London behind me

The summer is on my face

And I am on the big streets of Europe

With my love, my flag

My sun, and my new moon

I stood in the places where my father had stood

Many are the wars of freedom

Forty years and the legacy is still with me

The words of his kind and generation

A small town in Germany

A beautiful young girl

Her eyes full of sorrow and joy

She said «Are you aware of the privilege you enjoy

The burden of history lies heavy on my shoulders »

We shook hands, and she went on her way singing

The song that is deep in the soul of all people

I left her with a small part of my country

She left me with the fellowship of a new age

The flags are swimming

In a sea of ​​color

My language melodious in the ear of Europe

The streets are alive with conversation and purpose

Possibilities for a new Babel

And you my love have opportunity before you

Your renown has crossed the ocean

You that are small, be strong, be beautiful

Reveal your great language, be everlasting