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O
mo run
Tha an oidhche gheamhraidh reoite is fuar
Na
bliadhnaichean dol bhuainn
Is bhon cheud la gheall mi
dhut
Chuir sinn seachad cuairt am bliadhn'
Is gach uile
gheamhraidh anns a bhlas
A chailin og dhan tug mi luaidh
Aon
earrach ur
O mo run
Tha an la a tha ann cho truagh ri
gaol
Gann tha an cridhe nach diult
Is a bhoid mhaireas
buan
O oigh, alainn, chiuin
Co eile air thalamh ghabhadh
t-ait
Gun siubhlainn leat gu cul na greine
Is gu crioch
la
Mo ribhinn og
Mo ribhinn donn
Gun siubhlainn leat
gu cul na greine
Is gu crioch la
O mo run
Tha mi mar
as abhaist is mi 'nam aon
na mo shuidhe sgriobhadh dhan
Se
seo doigh mo dhaoine
Is molaidh mi do chliu
Le oran
ceangailt anns an nos
Is ged sheasainn air gach uile
reul
Bhiodh tu os coinn
Mo ribhinn og
Mo ribhinn
donn
Is ged sheasainn air gach uile reul
Bhiodh tu os
coinn
Mo ribhinn donn
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My
love
The winter night is frozen and cold
The years are
moving away from us
And from the day when I first vowed to
you
We lived through the journey of that first year
And
through every other winter in a warmth
Young girl to whom I
gave my love
One new spring
My love
This day and age
is impoverished in love
Scarce is the heart that does not
reject
And the vow that binds eternally
Graceful, gentle
girl
There is no other I could put in your place
I would
walk with you to the back of the sun
And to the ends of
time
Young girl
Brown haired girl
I would walk with
you to the back of the sun
And to the ends of time
My
love
As usual as I am in the solitary
Writing songs
This
is the way of my people
I will sing your praises
In song
secured to the tradition
And supposing I stood on every star
I
would place you higher
Young girl
Brown haired girl
And
supposing I stood on every star
I would place you higher
Brown
haired girl
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