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'S cianal tha mi, 's mi nam aonar A'dol troimh'n choill far an robh mi eòlach; 'S nach faighinn àite' nam fhearann dùthcha Ged phaighinn crùn airson leud mo bhròige. Sad am I, all alone Going through the familiar wood; Since I could not get a place in my native land Though I would pay a crown for the width of my shoe. From the song - Och, och mar tha mi - by Dr. John MacLachlan of Rahoy, Argyllshire (Translation by E. Rankin) |
......................James J. McDonald
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