'Stric tha thu 'g radh nach fhaigh thu cadal You often say you can't get sleep
E hoireann o ro, a bhi e ho
Mucht' mat a tha thu a' tamh a's a bhaile Suffocating as you are in the city
Hao ribhi eile, o hi a bho
'Smor tha an iondrainn a tha bhuat-sa Much you long for what you lack
E hoireann o ro, a bhi e ho
Dhol leis a; ghaoith ghlan mar bu dual dhut To go with the cleansing wind as
heredity dictates
Hao ribhi eile, o hi a bho
Dean eirigh, eirigh faramach Arise, arise and go with a shout
of gladness
'S e do chridhe as fhearr a dh'aithnicheas Your heart it is that knows best
Dean eirigh, eirigh faramach Arise, arise and go with a shout of gladness
Cur an rathad mor fo d' chasan-sa Set your feet on the highway
Writer(s): Norman Maclean, Aonghas Macneacail, Donald Shaw
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