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A Mhic Iain 'Ic Sheumais
Tha do sgeul air m'aire
Air fa ra ra lo, air fa ra ra lo
Latha Blar a' Cheithe
Bha feum air mo leanamh
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu
Fal eile bho hiri bho ho fal eile

Latha Blar a' Cheithe
Bha feum air mo leanamh
Air fa ra ra lo, air fa ra ra lo
Lathe Blar na Feitheadh
Bha do leine na ballan
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu
Fal eile bho hiri bho ho fal eile

Lathe Blar na Feitheadh
Bha do leine na ballan
Air fa ra ra lo, air fa ra ra lo
Bha fuil do chuim chubhraidh
A drudhadh ro'n anart
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu
Fal eile bho hiri bho ho fal eile

Bha fuil do chuim chubhraidh
A drudhadh ro'n anart
Air fa ra ra lo, air fa ra ra lo
Bha fuil do chuirp uasail
Air uachdair gach fearainn
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu
Fal eile bho hiri bho ho fal eile

Bha fuil do chuirp uasail
Air uachdair gach fearainn
Air fa ra ra lo, air fa ra ra lo
Cuma nach ghabh thu am bristeadh
Latha ligeadh na fala
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu
Fal eile bho hiri bho ho fal eile

Bh'on latha thug thu an cuan ort
Bha gruaim air na beannaidh
Air fa ra ra lo, air fa ra ra lo
Bha snigh air na speuran
'S bha na reultan galach
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu
Fal eile bho hiri bho ho fal eile

Nam biodh agam curaidh
Gun cuirinn air chuan I
Air fa ra ra lo, air fa ra ra lo
Fiach a faighinn naidheachd
No brath an duin uasail
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu
Fal eile bho hiri bho ho fal eile

A Mhic Iain 'Ic Sheumais
Tha do sgeul air m'aire
Air fa ra ra lo, air fa ra ra lo
Latha Blar a' Cheithe
Bha feum air mo leanamh
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu
Fal eile bho hiri bho ho fal eile
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Son of Ian, son of James
Air fa ra ra lo,air fa ra ra lo
News of you weighs heavy
The Day of the Battle of the Ceith
my nursling was needed
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu o
Fal eile bho hiri si bho ho fal eile bho

The Day of the Battle of the Ceith
my nursling was needed
Air fa ra ra lo,air fa ra ra lo
The Day of the Battle of the Runnel
Your shirt was blotted
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu o
Fal eile bho hiri si bho ho fal eile bho

The Day of the Battle of the Runnel
Your shirt was blotted
Air fa ra ra lo,air fa ra ra lo
The blood of your sweet bosom
Was soaking through the linen
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu o
Fal eile bho hiri si bho ho fal eile bho

The blood of your sweet bosom
Was soaking through the linen
Air fa ra ra lo,air fa ra ra lo
The blood of your noble body
On the surface of the country
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu o
Fal eile bho hiri si bho ho fal eile bho

The blood of your noble body
On the surface of the country
Air fa ra ra lo,air fa ra ra lo
How were you not broken
On the day of the blood-letting?
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu o
Fal eile bho hiri si bho ho fal eile bho

Since the day you took to the ocean
darkness has lain on the mountains
Air fa ra ra lo,air fa ra ra lo
The skies look gloomly
The stars have grown murky
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu o
Fal eile bho hiri si bho ho fal eile bho

If I had a coracle
I'd put it on the ocean
Air fa ra ra lo,air fa ra ra lo
To try and get tidings
Or word of the noble
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu o
Fal eile bho hiri si bho ho fal eile bho

Son of Ian, son of James
News of you weighs heavy
Air fa ra ra lo,air fa ra ra lo
The Day of the Battle of the Ceith
my nursling was needed
A hi eile fe o hiri si bho horo hu o
Fal eile bho hiri si bho ho fal eile bho