An Tiarla Diurach Lyrics - Capercaillie

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Ma's ann 'gam mhealladh a ghaoil a bha thu
Ma's ann 'gam mhealladh as deigh do gheallaidh
'se luaidh do mholaidh ni mi gu brath
Ma's ann 'gam mhealladh a ghaoil a bha thu.

Righ! gur mise tha gu tursach
Gaol an iarla 'ga mo chiurradh
Tha na deoir a'sior-ruith o m' shuilean
's mo chridhe bruite le guin do ghraidh.

Bha mi raoir leat 'na mo bhruadar
Thall an diura nam beann fuara
Bha do phogan mar bhiolair uaine -
Ach dh'fhalbh am bruadar is dh'fhan an cradh.

Thig a ghaoil agus duin mo shuilean
's a' chiste-chaoil far nach dean mi dusgadh
Cuir a sios mi an duslach diurach
Oir 's ann 's an uir a ni mise tamh.

The bens of jura

If deceiving me o love thou wert;
If deceiving me despite thy vow;
Yet chant thy praise i ever will
Tho' deceiving me o love thou wert.

O king! i am the sorrowful one
And the love of the earl a-hurting me;
The tears are ever running from mine eyes
And my heart is bruised with the sting of thy love.

Last night i was with thee in my dream
Across in jura of the cold bens;
Thy kisses were like the green water-cresses
- fled the dream - remained the pain.

Come o love and close my eyes
In the narrow kirst where i shall never awake;
Lay me down under earth from jura -
In the grave alone is there rest for me.

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