Lletres:
Capercaillie

An ciaradh m'fheasgair 's mo bheath' air claoidh Mo rosg air dunadh 's a' bhas gun chli. Stiuir curs' an lar leam gu Eilean ciatach Gu Aignish sgiamhach

Alasdair Mhic oho Cholla ghasda oho As do laimh-s' gun oho Earbhainn tapaidh trom eile (refrain) Chall eile bho chall a ho ro Chall eile bho chall a ho

Och! a Thearlaich Og Stiubhart 'se do chuis rinn mo leireadh Thug thu uam gach ni bh'agam Ann an cogadh a'd aobhar Cha chrodh is cha chairdean Rinn mo

What happened to the fisherman's dream? When they rowed their last boat down What happened to the dream of the fisherman? When they cast their last net

Water lapping round my knees Golden sand beneath my feet Would mean a lot to me There's very little you can say To make those feelings go away Till you

Faili, faili, faili o/ ro; Faili, faili, faili o/ ro; Faili, faili, faili o/ ro; 'S cian nan cian bho dh'ghag mi Leo/dhas. 'S fhada learn an oidche gheamhraidh

Oh, my country you are on my mind fresh, fragrant Uist of the saplings Where the noble men are found Who gave their hereditary allegiance to 'Mac ic Ailein

The everlasting swelling, hear the sound of the high swelling The roar of the sea is as was heard by me as a child Without change, without pity, sweeping

(Verse 1) She's taking her time making up the reasons To justify all the hurt inside Guess she knows from the smiles and the look in their eyes Everyone