Am mùr gorm (The Blue Rampart) Songtext
von Capercaillie

Mur b ′e thusa bhiodh an Cuilithionn
'Na mhùr eagarra gorm
A′ crioslachadh le bhalla-crìche
Na tha 'nam chridhe borb

Mur b' e thusa bhiodh a′ ghaineamh
Tha ′n Talasgar dùmhail geal
'Na clàr biothbuan do mo dhùilean
Air nach tilleadh an rùn-ghath

′S mur b 'e thusa bhiodh na cuantan
′Nan luasgan is 'nan tàmh
A′ togail càir mo bhuadhan
Ga cur air suaimhneas àrd


Don't tell me it's easier alone
Don′t tell me your world don′t need a home
Savour the first drops of rain
Falling on your soul's dusty plains

′S bhiodh am monadh donn riabhach
Agus mo chiall co-shìnt'
Ach chuir thusa orra riaghladh
Os cionn mo phianaidh fhìn

Agus air creachainn chèin fhàsmhoir
Chinn blàthmhor Craobh nan Teud
′Na meangach duillich t' aodann
Mo chiall is aogas rèil

Don′t tell me it's easier alone (swing along don't be alone)
Don′t tell me your world don′t need a home
Savour the first drops of rain (swing along don't be alone)
Falling on your soul′s dusty plains


Mur b 'e thusa bhiodh an Cuilithionn
′Na mhùr eagarra gorm
A' crioslachadh le bhalla-crìche
Na tha ′nam chridhe borb