| Cearcal A Chuain (original) | Cearcal A Chuain (translation) |
|---|---|
| Tha sinn uile air cuan | We are all at sea |
| Stiureadh cuairt troimh ar beatha | A visit was guided through our lives |
| A' seoladh geola dhorch | Sailing a dark dinghy |
| Air chall an greim na mara | Lost the grip of the sea |
| Tha a’ghaoth air ar cul | The wind is behind us |
| Tha a' gheol a' cumail roimhe | The wind continues |
| 'S cha dean uair no an cuan | And neither the hour nor the sea will do |
| Tonaisgh dhuinn no rian | Tone for us or trace |
| A' mhuir tha i ciuin | The sea is calm |
| Tha i fiadhaich tha i farsainn | She's mad she's wide |
| Tha i alainn tha i diamhair | She's beautiful she's mysterious |
| Tha i gamhlasach is domhain | She is hateful and deep |
| O ach sin tha sinn dall | Oh but that we are blind |
| 'S chaneil againn ach beatha | And we only have life |
| Tog an seol, tog an ramh | Lift the sail, lift the oar |
| Gus an fhaigh sinn astar ann | Until we get some distance there |
| Ach tha mi’n duil, tha mi’n duil | But I hope so |
| Nuair a bhios a' ghrian dol fodha | When the sun goes down |
| Chi iad mi a' stiuireadh 'n iar | They see me heading west |
| Null a dh’Uibhist air a' chearcal | Over to Uist on the ring |
| Cearcal a' chuain | The circle of the ocean |
| Gu brath bidh i a' tionndadh | Forever she turns |
| Leam gu machair geal an lar | Leam to the white machair of the floor |
| Far an do thoisich an la | Where the day began |
