| Geamhradh air chul dhuinn 's funchd an Dubhlachd
| Winter is over and December is fun
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| Is gealladh earraich ris tighinn 'n ar smuain
| It is a promise of spring to come to our mind
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| Aimsir dochais dh' aois 's dh' oighridh
| Hopeful weather of age and inheritance
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| Agus aimsir solais a leigeil dheth suain
| And light weather to let off sleep
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| Fluran a' dusgadh blath’s a' lughas
| Fluran wakes up the smallest flower
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| Is spionnadh as ur, an gaol bha’n inbhe dhol fuar
| It's energy from you, the love was the status to go cold
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| Fluran a' dusgadh blath’s a' lughas
| Fluran wakes up the smallest flower
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| Is spionnadh as ur, an gaol bha’n inbhe dhol fuar
| It's energy from you, the love was the status to go cold
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| Gradh geal an t-samhraidh cas-ruisgt' a deann-ruidh
| The white heat of the barefoot summer
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| Is lathean sona ar leinn iad gun cheann
| Happy days are ours without a head
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| Dearrsadh greine toirt uainn leirsinn
| Sunshine takes away our vision
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| A' dalladh ar ceile air saoghal mar bh’ann
| Blinding each other to a world as it were
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| Seall ud am marach s’fiamh a' ghair air
| Look at it tomorrow and it's going to be fun
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| Tairgse dhuinn gradh nach fas fuar no fann
| Offer us a love that will not grow cold or faint
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| Seall ud am marach s’fiamh a' ghair air
| Look at it tomorrow and it's going to be fun
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| Tairgse dhuinn gradh nach fas fuar no fann
| Offer us a love that will not grow cold or faint
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| Oiteag an fhoghair fionnar thar fadhail
| A late cool autumn breeze
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| Is arbhar fearrain nis buainte ri lar
| Ferron corn is now harvested at lar
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| Dia ri mholadh 'son an toraidh
| God to be praised for the result
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| Is Cruachan de chaonnadh fad' geamhraidh gu 'r blath’s
| It's stacks of fuel all winter long until it blooms
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| Duilleach a' seargadh measan cuid searbh dhuidh
| Leaf withering fruit some bitter to him
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| Is Roimhimm an dearbhadh air daighneachd ar graidh
| Before the confirmation of the strength of our love
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| Duilleach a' seargadh measan cuid searbh dhuidh
| Leaf withering fruit some bitter to him
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| Is Roimhimm an dearbhadh air daighneachd ar graidh
| Before the confirmation of the strength of our love
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| 'Nuair thig an geamhradh reothadh mar lannsa
| When winter comes it freezes like surgery
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| Is storimean naimhdeil tigh’nn oirnne bho’n tuath
| Hostile storms are coming at us from the north
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| Dhuinn mar choist e gaol g’e seasmhach
| To us how it cost him a love that is constant
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| 'M faigh sinn an teisteanas maireannach buan
| We will get the permanent permanent certificate
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| Dorcha g’e laithean dluth dhuinn tha marach
| Dark if the days are close to us are marach
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| 'S Earrach an aigh cur cagair 'n ar cluais | It's spring the cow will whisper in our ear |