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Текст песни "Oi Polloi — Fear a' Bhàta"
S?ist:
Fhir a' bh?ta, na h?ro eile
Fhir a' bh?ta, na h?ro eile
Fhir a' bh?ta, na h?ro eile
Mo shoraidh sl?n leat 's gachit' an d?id thu
'S tric mi sealltainn on chnoc asirde
Dh'fheuch am faic mi fear a' bh?ta
An dig thu 'n-diugh na 'n dig thu m?ireach
'S mar dig thu idir gur truagh a tha mi
Tha mo chridhe-sa briste br?ite
'S tric na de?ir a ruith o m' sh?ilean
An dig thu nochd na 'm bi mo dh?il riut
Na 'n d?in mi 'n doras le osna th?rsaich?
'S tric mi faighneachd de luchd nam b?ta
Am fac' iad thu na 'm bheil thu s?bhailt
Ach 's ann a tha gach aon dhiubh 'g r?itinn
Gur g?rach mise ma thug mi gr?dh dhut
Gheall mo leannan dhomh g?n dhen t-s?oda
Gheall e siud agus breacan r?omhach
F?inn'ir anns am faicinnomhaigh
Ach 's eagal leam gun d?an e d?ochuimhn'
Ged a thuirt iad gun robh thu aotrom
Cha do lughdaich siud mo ghaol ort
Bidh tu m' aisling anns an oidhche
Is anns a' mhadainn bidh mi 'gad fhaighneachd
Thug mi gaol dhut 's chan fhaod miicheadh
Cha ghaol bliadhna 's cha ghaol r?ithe
Ach gaol a th?isich nuair bha mi 'm ph?iste
'S nach searg a chaoidh gus an claoidh am b?s mi
Tha mo ch?irdean gu tric ag innseadh
Gum feum mi d' aogas a leig' air d?ochuimhn'
Ach tha 'n comhairle dhomh cho d?omhain
'S bi tilleadh mara 's i toirt l?onaidh
Bidh mi tuille t?rsach deurach
Mar eala bh?n 's i an d?idh a reubadh
Guileag b?is aic' air lochan feurach
Is c?ch gu l?ir an d?idh a tr?igeadh
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Chorus (after each verse):
Oh my boatman, na h?ro eile
Oh my boatman, na h?ro eile
Oh my boatman, na h?ro eile
My farwell to you wherever you go
I often look from the highest hill
that I might see, oh boatman
Will you come tonight, or will you come tomorrow
Oh sorry will I be if you do not come at all
My heart is broken, bruised
Often tears are running down from my eyes
Will you come tonight, or will I wait up for you
Or close the door with a sad sigh?
I often ask of the boatmen
If they have seen you, if you are safe
But they all tell me
That I was foolish if I gave you love.
My darling promised me a gown of silk
That and a fine plait
A golden ring in which I'd see a likeness
But I fear that he shall forget.
Although they said you were flighty
That did not lessen my love for you
You are in my dreams at night
And in the morning I ask for you.
I gave you love and cannot deny
It's not love that lasts a year or a season
But a love that began when I was a child
And that will not wither until death do take me.
My friends say often
That I must forget your image
But their counsel is as unfathomable to me
As is the returning tide.
I am all too sad and tearful
Like a white swan that has been torn
Sounding her death-call on a small grassy loch
Having been forsaken by all.
