Capercaillie — Iain Ghlinn' Cuaich song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Iain Ghlinn' Cuaich" by Capercaillie.
Lyrics
Sidewaulk
Iain Ghlinn' Cuaich
O Iain Ghlinn' Cuaich, fear do choltais cha dual da fas,
Cul bachlach nan dual 's e gu camlubach suas gu bharr,
'S i do phearsa dheas ghrinn a dh’fhag mi cho tinn le gradh,
'S nach' eil cron ort ri inns' o mhullach do chinn gu d’sail.
Ach an trian dhe do chliu cha chuir mise, a ruin an ceill,
'S caoimh' faiteal dhe d’ghnuis na ur choille fo dhruchd ri grein,
Gum b' e miann mo dha shuil a bhith sealltainn gu dluth ad dheidh,
'S math a b’airidh mo run-s' air ban-oighre a' chruin fo sgeith.
Iain, Iain, a ghaoil, cuim' a leig thu me faoin air chul,
Gun ghuth cuimhn' air a' ghaol a bh’againn araon air tus?
Cha tug mise mo speis do dh’fhear eile fo’n ghrein ach thu,
Is cha toir as do dheidh gus an cairear mo chre 'san uir.
Ged a chinn thu rium fuar, bheil thu, Iain, gun truas 's mi 'm chas,
'S a liuthad la agus uair chuir thu 'n ceill gum bu bhuan do ghradh?
Ach ma chaochail mi buaidh, 's gun do choisinn mi t’fhuath na t-fhearg,
Tha mo bheannachd ad dheidh, 's feuch an tagh thu dhuit fhein nas fhearr.
John Of Glen Cuaich
Oh John of Glencuaich it does not seem right that you should be so beautiful,
Your tresses, in ringlets, are tightly curled to the tips,
Your upright handsome appearance has left me love-sick,
And you are faultless from head to heel.
But, my love, I cannot relate one third of your merits
Your presence is more refreshing than the sun-kissed dew-bedecked young trees,
I long to have you always within my sight,
My beloved is well worthy of defending a royal heiress.
John, John my love, why did you abandon me so completely,
Without any reminder of the mutual love we once shared,
I have never loved any other man on earth but you,
Nor will I ever love anyone else 'til my body is interred in the soil.
Although your feelings towards me have turned cold,
Are you, John, without pity for me in my plight,
When you so often declared your undying love for me
But if I have so changed in character that I have earned your hatred and anger.
My blessings still go with you, and if you can, try to choose someone better.
Lyrics translation
Sidewaulk
Iain Ghlinn' Too Many People
O Iain Ghlinn' too many people, one for choltais a form of employment,
Too much babe magnet, or more likely 'but to camlubach up to the top,
And for phearsa right of the graph, which dh'won't I as the support by grf,
'In the' other cronaich them to tell' from the roof for it to d'beam.
In the triangle of your chliu a I sent, to do in c visit,
In caoimh' faiteal of d'ghnuis of your forest under dhruchd with green,
To b the desire of my shuil have been shown to dluth the impact,
The good was my thing-but a baby seat in the chrun the under sgeith.
John, John, it may have been, add that with the me grasshopper on the pacific,
To voice heard remember' a' ghaol the bh'our works on tus?
There I took my sp for dh'men other fo'n ghrein in the,
And it's only a your of will to in cairear my the a all.
Although there are you cold, are you, John, to yourself 'but I 'm at least,
In liuthad by the hour and set the new c to to the the the to the graph?
But if he I effect, the to to won I t'fhuath the t-end, after,
My wife has a will, but try to in select are you the author or your favourite.
John From The Glen Keep An
From John o Glencuaich it does not see right that you should be a beautiful,
Your tresses, in ringlets, are tight curled to the tips,
Your upright handsome appearance has left me love-sick,
But you are faultless from head the heel.
But, my love, I cannot relate one third of your merits
Your presence is more refreshing the the sun-kissed dewar-bedecked young trees,
And ship the have you always within my sigh feat,
My beloved and well worthy of defending a royal heiress.
John, John my love, what sat you abandon me a completely,
Without in reminder of the mutual love we once shared,
I have never loved in other man on earth but you,
'nor will I ever love anyone else 'til my body is interred in the soil.
Although your feelings towards me have turned cold,
Our you, John, without pity for me in my plight,
When you so often declared your undying love for me
But if I have so changed in character that I have earned your hatred and anger.
My blessings still go with you, and if you can, try to choose someone better.