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| Eilean Nan Bothan |
Ars an gobha fuiricheamaid Ars an gobha falbhamaid Ars an gobha ris an ogha Na sheasamh aig dorus an t-sabhal Gu rachadh e shuiridhe. Chorus 'Si eilean nam bothan nam bothan Eilean nam bothan nam bothan Eilean nam bothan nam bothan Bothan a bh'aig Fionnghal' (Repeat) Bheirinn fead air fulmaire Bheirinn fead air falmaire Liughannan beaga na mara Bheireamaid greis air an tarruing Na maireadh a na duirgh dhuinn. Cha d'fhuair sinn dad ann a seo Cha d'fhuair sinn dad ann a seo Cha d'fhuair sinn dad ann a seo Cail ach racadail na duirgh dhuinn O nach tigeadh Carbhanach O nach tigeadh Carbhanach Mursgainn is leabagan glas A bheireadh na dubhain 'on fheamainn Na maireadh na duirghe dhuinn. Island of Bothies The blacksmith said let us wait The blacksmith said let us go The blacksmith said to his grandchild standing at the door of the barn that he was going to go courting. Island of bothies, of bothies Island of bothies, of bothies Island of bothies, of bothies Fingal's bothies. I'd knock spots off the birds I'd knock spots off the hakes [fish] little lythes [flat fish] of the sea. We would take a while hauling them in if our hand lines last. We got nothing here We got nothing here We got nothing here except noises of the hand lines. If only carp would come If only carp would come or razor fish or flounder that would take the hooks from the seaweed if our hand lines last. |
| A simple brief thought on Scottish Independance. Were the outdated union not of some very high value to England and the English, why would they fight so to try to keep it? There are only so many slices to a pie, for one to have more, another must have less. Lastly - to those Scottish "Loyalists" - to whom are you loyal? Scots royalty died in the 1700's so it can be no Scots crown - And certainly not it appears to those who came before, that bled for Scotland and her freedom ! |
| In the words of Burns, as he wrote from the heart. Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to victorie. Now's the day, and now's the hour; See the front o' battle lour; See approach proud Edward's power, Chains and slaverie. Wha would be a traitor-knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a Slave? Let him turn and flie: Wha for Scotland's king and law, Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Free-man stand, or free-man fa', Let him follow me. By Oppression's woes and pains! By your Sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! Lay the proud Usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow! Let us Do - or Die!!! Choose your destiny. |
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