Alasdair Mhic o ho
Cholla Ghasda
As do laimh-s` gun o ho
Earbainn tapaidh trom eile
Chall eile bho chall a ho ro
Chall eile bho chall a ho ro
Chall eile huraibh i chall a ho ro
`S haoi o ho trom eile
As do laimh-s` gun o ho
Earbainn tapaidh o ho
Mharbhadh Tighearna o ho
Ach-nam-Breac leat trom eile
`S ged `s beag mi fhein o ho
Bhuail mi ploc air o ho
Chuala mi`n de o ho
Sgeul nach b`ait leam trom eile
Chuala mi`n de o ho
Sgeul nach b`ait leam o ho
Glaschu a bhith o ho
Dol `na lasair trom eile
Glaschu a bhith o ho
Dol `na lasair o ho
`S Obair-Dheathain o ho
`N deidh a chreachadh trom eile
Alasdair, Son of Gallant Coll
Alasdair, son of exile Cholla
In your hand I would entrust deeds
The Lord of Ach-nam-breac would be
killed by you
He would be buried at the edge of the loch
And although I would get a bow,
I heard yesterday a sad story
That Glasgow was going down
And Aberdeen is being pillaged
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