Capercaillie - Fagail Bhernaraidh (Leaving Berneray) | Текст песни

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Fagail Bhernaraidh

On chuir mi mo chùl ri stùcan eilean as bòidhch'
Gu bheil mi gun sunnd fo thùrs' 's mo chridhe fo leòn
Nuair thig na mo chuimhn' na glinn san robh mi o m' òig
Far an iarrainn bhi tàmh gach là cho fad 's bhithinn beò

Bheir sùil air mun cuairt 's a bhruaichean uile 's iad làn
Seamarag is neòinean, sòbhrag bhuidhe ann a fàs
Smeòrach nan geug air sgèith a'caithream gu h-àrd
Cò chunnaic e riamh nach iarradh ann a bhi tàmh

Bha'm pailteas ann riamh den bhiadh 's cha bhitheadh oirrn èis
Bha iasg ann is feòil 's gach seòrs' air an cuireadh tù feum
Tha lus ann a fàs bheir slàint' a dh'iomadach crèuchd
Ann an eilean beag Bheàntraigh 's àille leam tha fon ghrèin

Translated from the Gaelic by Murdo Macleod

The Leaving of Berneray

Since I bade farewell to the beautiful hillocky isle
I am weighed down with sorrow and my heart is heavy
Recalling the glens of my childhood
Where I would wish to live for the rest of my days

Take a look around and see its bountiful banks
Where clover, daisy, and yellow primrose grow
The thrush from the bough, on the wing, sings high above
On seeing it the who wouldn’t wish to live there.

Food was always plentiful and we were never in need
There was fish and meat and everything you required
Flowers grow there which can cure many ailments
On the small island of Bernera the most beautiful place to me under the sun.

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