Translation of the song lyrics Criogal Cridhe - Runrig

Criogal Cridhe (original)

'S iomadh oihche fhliuch is thioram
Side nan seachd sian
Gheibheadh Criogal dhomh-sa creagan
Ris an gabhainn dion
Eudail mhoir a shluaigh an Domhain
Dhoirt iad d’fhuil an de,
'S chuir iad do cheann air stob daraich,
Tacan beag bho d’chre
Obhan obhan obhan iri
Obhan iri o Obhan obhan obhan iri
'S mor mo mhulad 's mor
B' annsa bhi le Criogal cridhe,
Tearnadh chruidh le gleann,
Na le Baran Mor na Dalach,
Sioda geal mu m' cheann.
Obhan obhan obhan iri
Obhan iri o Obhan obhan obhan iri
'S mor mo mhulad 's mor
Nuair bhios mnathan og a' bhaile
Nochd 'nan cadal seimh,
'S ann bhios mise air bruaich do lice,
Bualadh mo dha laimh.
Obhan obhan obhan iri
Obhan iri o Obhan obhan obhan iri
'S mor mo mhulad 's mor

Criogal Cridhe (translation)

Many a wet and dry night
Side of the seven elements
Criogal would get me rocks
To whom we accept protection
The great treasure of the people of the Earth
They shed your blood yesterday,
And they put your head on an oak post,
A little while later
Obhan obhan obhan iri
Obhan iri o Obhan obhan obhan iri
My sorrow is great and great
It would be better to have a heart Cricket,
Cattle rescued by a valley,
Na le Baron Mor na Dalach,
White silk around my head.
Obhan obhan obhan iri
Obhan iri o Obhan obhan obhan iri
My sorrow is great and great
When the young women of the city
Tonight in their peaceful sleep,
I will be on the brink of your stone,
Clap my hands.
Obhan obhan obhan iri
Obhan iri o Obhan obhan obhan iri
My sorrow is great and great