S mi ri imeachd nam aonar anns an og-mhadaim Mhaigh
Feadh leantaichean uaine mar fhear-fuadain gun sta h,
nuair a chunnaic mi a' ghruagach an taobh shuas dhiom a'tamh
's i ri nigh' a c**d aodaich mach air aodann Srath Bhain.
An sin dhi
ich mi suas far 'n robh gruagach mo ghraidh
is labhair mi rithe gu siobhalta tia h;
"Tha bliadhn' agus co
r bhon a thoisich an gradh,
is ma bhitheas tu deo
ach ni sinn posadh gun dail."
"Gu posadh, gu posadh ro og tha mi 'n drasd'-
gu bheil teang' aig do sheo
sa dheanadh fogradh 's gach ait;
gurn biodh m'athair 's mo mha hair gam chaindeadh gu bra h
nam posainn do leithid, O fhieasgaich gun sta h."
Ach a nionagan oga tha gun phosadh 's gach ait',
na dlu aibh fir oga le mo
chuis no tair.
Nach muladach dhomhsa bhith gun phosadh gu bra h-
's fheudar fulreach nam aonar mach air aodann Srath Bhain.
(Translation) The Slopes Of Strath Ba
Walking out early alone on a morning in May
among green fields, an outcast and purposeless,
I saw a maiden who lived some way above me
as she washed her clothes out on the slopes of Strath Ba
.
I then climbed upwards to the maiden I loved
and courteously and mildly I spoke to her:
"It's over a year since our love began,
and if you are willing we shall marry at once."
"Marry? I'm too young to marry just now-
your sort has a tongue that could cause trouble anywhere;
my father and mother would scold me forever more
if I were to marry the likes of you, you f***less young man
Feadh leantaichean uaine mar fhear-fuadain gun sta h,
nuair a chunnaic mi a' ghruagach an taobh shuas dhiom a'tamh
's i ri nigh' a c**d aodaich mach air aodann Srath Bhain.
An sin dhi
ich mi suas far 'n robh gruagach mo ghraidh
is labhair mi rithe gu siobhalta tia h;
"Tha bliadhn' agus co
r bhon a thoisich an gradh,
is ma bhitheas tu deo
ach ni sinn posadh gun dail."
"Gu posadh, gu posadh ro og tha mi 'n drasd'-
gu bheil teang' aig do sheo
sa dheanadh fogradh 's gach ait;
gurn biodh m'athair 's mo mha hair gam chaindeadh gu bra h
nam posainn do leithid, O fhieasgaich gun sta h."
Ach a nionagan oga tha gun phosadh 's gach ait',
na dlu aibh fir oga le mo
chuis no tair.
Nach muladach dhomhsa bhith gun phosadh gu bra h-
's fheudar fulreach nam aonar mach air aodann Srath Bhain.
(Translation) The Slopes Of Strath Ba
Walking out early alone on a morning in May
among green fields, an outcast and purposeless,
I saw a maiden who lived some way above me
as she washed her clothes out on the slopes of Strath Ba
.
I then climbed upwards to the maiden I loved
and courteously and mildly I spoke to her:
"It's over a year since our love began,
and if you are willing we shall marry at once."
"Marry? I'm too young to marry just now-
your sort has a tongue that could cause trouble anywhere;
my father and mother would scold me forever more
if I were to marry the likes of you, you f***less young man