Chì Mi'n Tìr Songtext
von Donnie Munro
Chì Mi'n Tìr Songtext
Chi mi′n tir san robh mi 'nam bhalach
Bharr a chruinn, Leaca Li ′nam shealladh
Chi mi'n tir san robh mi 'nam bhalach
A tir nan Suaineach a rinn sinn gluasad
′Si leinn an uair sin tighinn tuath air Sgalpaigh
Chi mi′n tir san robh mi 'nam bhalach
Chi mi Manais is Ceann an t-Saile
Caolas Bhearnaraigh is traighean Phabaigh
Chi mi′n tir san robh mi 'nam bhalach
Bharr a chruinn, Leaca Li′nam shealladh Chi mi'n tir san robh mi ′nam bhalach
Chi mi'n t'iasgair a′cur nan lion ann
Gum b′e mo mhiann bhith sa chiar ga'n tarraing
Chi mi′n tir san robh mi 'nam bhalach
Nam faighinn ordan gur mi bhiodh deonach
A gheola lobhradh ga seoladh dhachaidh
Chi mi′n tir san robh mi 'nam bhalach
Bharr a chruinn, Leaca Li ′nam shealladh
Chi mi'n tir san robh mi 'nam bhalach
English Translation:
I see the land of my boyhood
Above the mast Leaca Li in my sights
I see the land of my boyhood
From Swedish shores we set sail
As the wind was with us around the North of Scalpay
Chorus:
I see Manish and Ceann an t-Saile
The Sound of Berneray and the shores of Pabbay
I see the fishermen setting the nets
How I wish I was hauling them at dusk
Chorus
If I could be given the order I would indeed be willing
To lower the dingy and sail on homewards
Chorus
Bharr a chruinn, Leaca Li ′nam shealladh
Chi mi'n tir san robh mi 'nam bhalach
A tir nan Suaineach a rinn sinn gluasad
′Si leinn an uair sin tighinn tuath air Sgalpaigh
Chi mi′n tir san robh mi 'nam bhalach
Chi mi Manais is Ceann an t-Saile
Caolas Bhearnaraigh is traighean Phabaigh
Chi mi′n tir san robh mi 'nam bhalach
Bharr a chruinn, Leaca Li′nam shealladh Chi mi'n tir san robh mi ′nam bhalach
Chi mi'n t'iasgair a′cur nan lion ann
Gum b′e mo mhiann bhith sa chiar ga'n tarraing
Chi mi′n tir san robh mi 'nam bhalach
Nam faighinn ordan gur mi bhiodh deonach
A gheola lobhradh ga seoladh dhachaidh
Chi mi′n tir san robh mi 'nam bhalach
Bharr a chruinn, Leaca Li ′nam shealladh
Chi mi'n tir san robh mi 'nam bhalach
English Translation:
I see the land of my boyhood
Above the mast Leaca Li in my sights
I see the land of my boyhood
From Swedish shores we set sail
As the wind was with us around the North of Scalpay
Chorus:
I see Manish and Ceann an t-Saile
The Sound of Berneray and the shores of Pabbay
I see the fishermen setting the nets
How I wish I was hauling them at dusk
Chorus
If I could be given the order I would indeed be willing
To lower the dingy and sail on homewards
Chorus
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