Luaidh
(C. Macdonald / R. Macdonald)
Luaidh, luaidh
Luaidh, O luaidh
'Nuair a chunnaic mi thu
'Nuair a dhùisg mi bho'm bhruadar
'S a' mhadainn ùr 's a' dearrs' a' ghrian
O cha robh mi fada smuaintinn
Gum b'e seo gaol mo mhiann
'Nuair a dh' aithnich mi do chliù
'Nuair a chunnaic mi do shùilean
'Nuair a dh' fhairich mi do bhlàths
Cha robh ni air talamh a dh' iarrainn
An toil agam uil' air bàrr
Bhon t-earrach gu teas an t-samhraidh
Gu'n reothadh aig deireadh bliadhn'
Daonnan bidh do cridhe a' bualadh
Gaol mo mhiann
'Nuair a dhùisg mi bho'm bhruadar
'S a' mhadainn ùr 's a' dearrs' a' ghrain
O cha robh mi fada smuaintinn
Gu b'e seo gaol mo mhiann
Gaol mo mhiann
Love / Translation
Love, love
Love, O love
When I saw you
When I awoke from my dreaming
In the new morning and the rays of the sun
I did not take long in thinking
That this was my desire
When I realised your being
When I saw your eyes
When I felt your warmth
There was nothing on earth I needed more
My joy on the crest
From spring to the heat of summer
To the frosts at the year's end
Your heart will always keep beating
My desire
(C. Macdonald / R. Macdonald)
Luaidh, luaidh
Luaidh, O luaidh
'Nuair a chunnaic mi thu
'Nuair a dhùisg mi bho'm bhruadar
'S a' mhadainn ùr 's a' dearrs' a' ghrian
O cha robh mi fada smuaintinn
Gum b'e seo gaol mo mhiann
'Nuair a dh' aithnich mi do chliù
'Nuair a chunnaic mi do shùilean
'Nuair a dh' fhairich mi do bhlàths
Cha robh ni air talamh a dh' iarrainn
An toil agam uil' air bàrr
Bhon t-earrach gu teas an t-samhraidh
Gu'n reothadh aig deireadh bliadhn'
Daonnan bidh do cridhe a' bualadh
Gaol mo mhiann
'Nuair a dhùisg mi bho'm bhruadar
'S a' mhadainn ùr 's a' dearrs' a' ghrain
O cha robh mi fada smuaintinn
Gu b'e seo gaol mo mhiann
Gaol mo mhiann
Love / Translation
Love, love
Love, O love
When I saw you
When I awoke from my dreaming
In the new morning and the rays of the sun
I did not take long in thinking
That this was my desire
When I realised your being
When I saw your eyes
When I felt your warmth
There was nothing on earth I needed more
My joy on the crest
From spring to the heat of summer
To the frosts at the year's end
Your heart will always keep beating
My desire