Translation of the song lyrics Lain Ghlinn' Cuaich - John Of Glen Cuaich - Capercaillie

Lain Ghlinn' Cuaich - John Of Glen Cuaich (original)

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Iain Ghlinn' Cuaich
O Iain Ghlinn' Cuaich, fear do choltais cha dual da fas,
Cul bachlach nan dual 's e gu camlubach suas gu bharr,
'S i do phearsa dheas ghrinn a dh’fhag mi cho tinn le gradh,
'S nach' eil cron ort ri inns' o mhullach do chinn gu d’sail.
Ach an trian dhe do chliu cha chuir mise, a ruin an ceill,
'S caoimh' faiteal dhe d’ghnuis na ur choille fo dhruchd ri grein,
Gum b' e miann mo dha shuil a bhith sealltainn gu dluth ad dheidh,
'S math a b’airidh mo run-s' air ban-oighre a' chruin fo sgeith.
Iain, Iain, a ghaoil, cuim' a leig thu me faoin air chul,
Gun ghuth cuimhn' air a' ghaol a bh’againn araon air tus?
Cha tug mise mo speis do dh’fhear eile fo’n ghrein ach thu,
Is cha toir as do dheidh gus an cairear mo chre 'san uir.
Ged a chinn thu rium fuar, bheil thu, Iain, gun truas 's mi 'm chas,
'S a liuthad la agus uair chuir thu 'n ceill gum bu bhuan do ghradh?
Ach ma chaochail mi buaidh, 's gun do choisinn mi t’fhuath na t-fhearg,
Tha mo bheannachd ad dheidh, 's feuch an tagh thu dhuit fhein nas fhearr.
John Of Glen Cuaich
Oh John of Glencuaich it does not seem right that you should be so beautiful,
Your tresses, in ringlets, are tightly curled to the tips,
Your upright handsome appearance has left me love-sick,
And you are faultless from head to heel.
But, my love, I cannot relate one third of your merits
Your presence is more refreshing than the sun-kissed dew-bedecked young trees,
I long to have you always within my sight,
My beloved is well worthy of defending a royal heiress.
John, John my love, why did you abandon me so completely,
Without any reminder of the mutual love we once shared,
I have never loved any other man on earth but you,
Nor will I ever love anyone else 'til my body is interred in the soil.
Although your feelings towards me have turned cold,
Are you, John, without pity for me in my plight,
When you so often declared your undying love for me
But if I have so changed in character that I have earned your hatred and anger.
My blessings still go with you, and if you can, try to choose someone better.

Lain Ghlinn' Cuaich - John Of Glen Cuaich (translation)

Sidewaulk
John of Glen Quoich
O John of Glen Quoich, a man of your appearance will not grow,
The back of the folds of the folds is crooked up to the top,
It is your graceful right person that has left me so sick with love,
And there is no harm in telling it from top to bottom.
But a third of your fame I will not declare, my love,
It is kind to see your face in your dewy forest in the sun,
It was the desire of both my eyes to look closely after you,
My love for the heiress to the crown under the wing was well deserved.
John, John, my love, remember that you left me in the lurch,
Without remembering the love we both had in the beginning?
I did not respect any other man under the sun but you,
And I will not follow you until my heart is buried.
Though you have found me cold, are you, John, without pity when I am down,
How many days and hours have you proclaimed that your love is everlasting?
But if I die victorious, and have won the hatred of anger,
My blessing is on you, and see if you can choose a better one for yourself.
John Of Glen Cuaich
Oh John of Glencuaich it does not seem right that you should be so beautiful,
Your tresses, in ringlets, are tightly curled to the tips,
Your upright handsome appearance has left me love-sick,
And you are faultless from head to heel.
But, my love, I cannot relate one third of your merits
Your presence is more refreshing than the sun-kissed dew-bedecked young trees,
I long to have you always within my sight,
My beloved is well worthy of defending a royal heiress.
John, John my love, why did you abandon me so completely,
Without any reminder of the mutual love we once shared,
I have never loved any other man on earth but you,
Nor will I ever love anyone else 'til my body is interred in the soil.
Although your feelings towards me have turned cold,
Are you, John, without pity for me in my plight,
When you so often declared your undying love for me
But if I have so changed in character that I have earned your hatred and anger.
My blessings still go with you, and if you can, try to choose someone better.