Alasdair Mhic Cholla Ghasda - Capercaillie

Alasdair Mhic o ho Cholla Ghasda

As do laimh-s' gun o ho Earbainn tapaidh trom eile

Chall eile bho chall a ho ro

Chall eile bho chall a ho ro

Chall eile huraibh i chall a ho ro

'S haoi o ho trom eile

As do laimh-s' gun o ho Earbainn tapaidh o ho Mharbhadh Tighearna o ho Ach-nam-Breac leat trom eile

'S ged 's beag mi fhein o ho Bhuail mi ploc air o ho Chuala mi’n de o ho

Sgeul nach b’ait leam trom eile

Chuala mi’n de o ho

Sgeul nach b’ait leam o ho Glaschu a bhith o ho Dol 'na lasair trom eile

Glaschu a bhith o ho Dol 'na lasair o ho

'S Obair-Dheathain o ho

'N deidh a chreachadh trom eile

Alasdair, Son of Gallant Coll

Alasdair, son of exile Cholla

In your hand I would entrust deeds

The Lord of Ach-nam-breac would be killed by you

He would be buried at the edge of the loch

And although I would get a bow,

I heard yesterday a sad story

That Glasgow was going down

And Aberdeen is being pillaged

Alasdair Mhic o ho Cholla Ghasda

Come laimh-s' gun o ho Earbainn tapaidh trom eile

Chall eile bho chall a ho ro

Chall eile bho chall a ho ro

Chall eile huraibh i chall a ho ro

'S haoi o ho trom eile

Come laimh-s' gun o ho Earbainn tapaidh o ho Mharbhadh Tighearna o ho Ach-nam-Breac leat trom eile

'S ged 's beag mi fhein o ho Bhuail mi ploc air o ho Chuala mi'n de o ho

Sgeul nach b'ait leam trom eile

Chuala mi'n de o ho

Sgeul nach b'ait leam o ho Glaschu a bhith o ho Dol 'na lasair trom eile

Glaschu a bhith o ho Dol 'na lasair o ho

'S Obair-Dheathain o ho

'N deidh a chreachadh trom eile

Alasdair, figlio di Gallant Coll

Alasdair, figlio dell'esilio Cholla

Nelle tue mani affiderei i fatti

Il Signore di Ach-nam-breac verrebbe ucciso da te

Sarebbe stato sepolto sul bordo del lago

E anche se avrei ricevuto un inchino,

Ieri ho sentito una storia triste

Che Glasgow stava crollando

E Aberdeen viene saccheggiata