Текст и слова песни Capercaille – Aodann Srath Bha\in
'S mi ri imeachd nam aonar anns an o\g-mhadaim Mha\igh
Feadh le\antaichean uaine mar fhear-fuadain gun sta\th,
Nuair a chunnaic mi a' ghruagach an taobh shuas dhiom a'ta\mh
's i ri nigh' a culd aodaich mach air aodann Srath Bha\in.
An sin dhi\rich mi suas far 'n robh gruagach mo ghra\idh
Is labhair mi rithe gu si\obhalta tia\th;
"Tha bliadhn' agus co\rr bhon a tho\isich an gra\dh,
Is ma bhitheas tu deo\nach ni\ sinn po\sadh gun da\il."
"Gu po\sadh, gu po\sadh ro o\g tha mi 'n dra\sd'-
Gu bheil teang' aig do sheo\rsa dhe\anadh fo\gradh 's gach a\it;
Gurn biodh m'athair 's mo mha\thair gam cha\indeadh gu bra\th
Nam po\sainn do leithid, O fhieasgaich gun sta\th."
Ach a ni\onagan o\ga tha gun pho\sadh 's gach a\it',
Na dlu\taibh fir o\ga le mo\rchuis no ta\ir.
Nach muladach dho\mhsa bhith gun pho\sadh gu bra\th-
's fheudar fulreach nam aonar mach air aodann Srath Bha\in.
(Translation) The Slopes Of Strath Ba\n
Walking out early alone on a morning in May
Among green fields, an outcast and purposeless,
I saw a maiden who lived some way above me
As she washed her clothes out on the slopes of Strath Ba\n.
I then climbed upwards to the maiden I loved
And courteously and mildly I spoke to her:
"It's over a year since our love began,
And if you are willing we shall marry at once."
"Marry? I'm too young to marry just now-
Your sort has a tongue that could cause trouble anywhere;
My father and mother would scold me forever more
If I were to marry the likes of you, you feckless young man."
But you young girls everwhere who are still unmarried,
Don't go turning young men down through pride or contempt
How sad for me to be unmarried forever more-
I'll have to live alone, out on the slopes of Strath Ba\n.
Feadh le\antaichean uaine mar fhear-fuadain gun sta\th,
Nuair a chunnaic mi a' ghruagach an taobh shuas dhiom a'ta\mh
's i ri nigh' a culd aodaich mach air aodann Srath Bha\in.
An sin dhi\rich mi suas far 'n robh gruagach mo ghra\idh
Is labhair mi rithe gu si\obhalta tia\th;
"Tha bliadhn' agus co\rr bhon a tho\isich an gra\dh,
Is ma bhitheas tu deo\nach ni\ sinn po\sadh gun da\il."
"Gu po\sadh, gu po\sadh ro o\g tha mi 'n dra\sd'-
Gu bheil teang' aig do sheo\rsa dhe\anadh fo\gradh 's gach a\it;
Gurn biodh m'athair 's mo mha\thair gam cha\indeadh gu bra\th
Nam po\sainn do leithid, O fhieasgaich gun sta\th."
Ach a ni\onagan o\ga tha gun pho\sadh 's gach a\it',
Na dlu\taibh fir o\ga le mo\rchuis no ta\ir.
Nach muladach dho\mhsa bhith gun pho\sadh gu bra\th-
's fheudar fulreach nam aonar mach air aodann Srath Bha\in.
(Translation) The Slopes Of Strath Ba\n
Walking out early alone on a morning in May
Among green fields, an outcast and purposeless,
I saw a maiden who lived some way above me
As she washed her clothes out on the slopes of Strath Ba\n.
I then climbed upwards to the maiden I loved
And courteously and mildly I spoke to her:
"It's over a year since our love began,
And if you are willing we shall marry at once."
"Marry? I'm too young to marry just now-
Your sort has a tongue that could cause trouble anywhere;
My father and mother would scold me forever more
If I were to marry the likes of you, you feckless young man."
But you young girls everwhere who are still unmarried,
Don't go turning young men down through pride or contempt
How sad for me to be unmarried forever more-
I'll have to live alone, out on the slopes of Strath Ba\n.
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