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Comhla
rium
A tha thu an drasd
Mo shuilean duinte, mo chuimhne
dan
Nam sheasamh a' coimhead
Gach cnoc is gach traigh
Is
an siol a dh'fhag thu ann a 'fas
Tha an garradh lan
Le
craobhan treun
Le meas a' fas dhuinn ann ri bhuain
Ubhlan
abaich
Milis geur
Ach tha aon ubhal nach ruig sinn idir
air
Seididh gaoth is dearrsaidh grian
Tro mheas nan
craobhan lin gu lin
Ach thig an la is thig an t-am
Airson
an ubhal as airde
Air a' chraobh a bhuain
Is co 'nar
measg
A mhaireas la
Seachad air am is air oidhche fhein
A
liuthad uair
A shreap mi suas
Airson an ubhal as airde chur
gu beul
Seididh gaoth is dearrsaidh grian
Tro mheas nan
craobhan lin gu lin
Ach thig an la is thig an t-am
Airson
an ubhal as airde
Air a' chraobh a bhuain
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At
present
All you were is with me
My eyes closed, my memory
confident
Standing here watching
Each hill and
shoreline
With the seed you left
Still growing
The
garden is well stocked
With mighty trees
With fruit growing
for the whole world
Ripe, sweet
And bitter apples
And
the one apple
That is beyond reach
The winds will
blow
And the sun will shine
From generation to
generation
Through the trees of the garden
But the day and
the hour
Will surely come
To take the highest apple
From
the knowledge tree
Who amongst us
Can exist a single
day
Beyond our own time and our own limits
Countless and
futile
Are times I've climbed
To reach and taste
The
forbidden fruit
The winds will blow
And the sun will
shine
From generation to generation
Through the trees of
the garden
But the day and the hour
Will surely come
To
take the highest apple
From the knowledge tree
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