Lyrics of Ma Theid Mise Thuilleagh - Capercaillie

Ma Theid Mise Thuilleagh (original)

Ma theid mise tuilleadh a Leodhas nam cruimeag
Ma theid mise tuilleadh a Leodhas nam cruimeag
Ma theid mise tuilleadh a dh’innis nam laoch
Ma theid mi ri m’bheo dh’eilean Leodhais nam morbhe
Cha till mi ri 'm bheo as gun ordugh an ri gh
Mu dheireadh an t-samhraidh, 's ann thdinig mi nall as
Bha’n teas orm trom, anns an am bhithinn sgith
Ag iasgath an sgadain a shamhradh 's a dh’carrach
'S a Bhruaich 's arm an Sealtuinn 's an Arcarnh nan tac
Bidh sgiobair a' stiuireadh 'n a chartabhas duinte
'S bidh is gu siubhlach a rusgadh nan tonn;
An fhairge 'n a cabhadh mu ghnallainn an fhasgaidh
'S na glinn a dol seachad 's a hailleard a' diosq
'Nuair theid air an fheasgar 's a ruigear am banca
'S a gheibhear le cabhaig a mach aisd na lin
Guin teid sinn thar bord aist a steach do’n tigh-osda
'S gun tarruing sinn stopa le oran math gaoil
If I ever go again to Lewis of the maidens
If I ever go again to Lewis of the maidens
If I ever go again to the island of heroes
If ever in this life I travel to Lewis of the highlands
I shall not return unless under the King’s order
I left towards the end of summer
The heat was exhausting and I was weary
Fishing herring all spring and summer
In Fraserburgh and Orkney of the
The skipper steers in his canvas enclosure
As she (the vessel) glides gracefully over the sea
The sea swirls on the leeward side
As pass the glens with the halyard crack
When in the evening we reach the bank
And the nets are hurriedly unloaded
We go ashore and retire to the inn
Where we draw and measure to the cash to accompaniment of

(translation)

If I go to Lewis again in crumbs
If I go to Lewis again in crumbs
If I go tell the heroes more
If I go alive on the Isle of Lewis
I will not return alive without the order of the king
At the end of the summer, I just came over
The heat was heavy on me, and I was tired
Summer fishing for herring and whiting
With the Bank and the army of Shetland and Arcarnh in support
A skipper steers in his closed chariot
And the waves roar;
The sea roaring about the shelter's lair
As the glens pass by and the hayard dissipates
'When it goes in the evening and you reach the bank
And it is obtained in haste out of the net
So we went overboard into the hotel
And let's stop with a good love song
If I ever go again to Lewis of the maidens
If I ever go again to Lewis of the maidens
If I ever go again to the island of heroes
If ever in this life I travel to Lewis of the highlands
I shall not return unless under the King’s order
I left towards the end of summer
The heat was exhausting and I was weary
Fishing herring all spring and summer
In Fraserburgh and Orkney of the
The skipper steers in his canvas enclosure
As she (the vessel) glides gracefully over the sea
The sea swirls on the leeward side
As pass the glens with the halyard crack
When in the evening we reach the bank
And the nets are hurriedly unloaded
We go ashore and retire to the inn
Where we draw and measure to the cash to accompaniment of