The High Surge 가사

An ataireachd Bhuan Cluinn Fuaim na h-ataireachd ard The torunn a' chuain Mar chualas lean s' e nam phaisd Gun mhuthadh gun truas A sluaireadh gainneamh na tragh'd An ataireachd bhuan Cluinn fuaim na h-ataireachd ard 'S na coillten a siar Chan iarrain fhuireach gu brath Bha m'inntinn 's mo mhainn A riamh air lagan a bhaigh Ach iadsan bha fial An gniomh an caidreamh 's an agh Air sgapadh gun doin Mar thriallas ealtain roimh namh Ach suibhlaidh mi uat Cha ghluais mi tilleadh 'nad dhail Tha m'aios is mo shnuadh Toirt luaidh air giorrad mo la An am dhomh bhi suaint Am fuachd 's an cadal a bhais Mo leabaidh dean suas Ri fuaim na h-ataireachd ard --oOo-- The ceaseless surge Listen to the surge of the sea The thunder of the ocean As I heard it when I was a child Without change Without pity Breaking on the sand of the beach The ceaseless surge Listen to the high surge of the seas In the woods of the west I would not want to remain forever My mind and my desire were always On the little hollow by the bay But those folk Who were generous in affection In their happiness And in their acts Have been scattered defenceless As a flock of birds flees In front of their enemy I shall move away I shall no longer stay beside you My age And my looks Speak of the shortness of my days But when I am wrapped in the cold sleep of death Make up my bed By the sound Of the high surge of the seas