The Hill at the Market Stance lyrics

Gun dragh gun d'chuir e an t-eagal oirnn Solus Cnoc na Feille Hoginn oro horo illean horo eile Bha feadhainn ann a chunnaic e 'S cach ag inns' nam briagan Hoginn oro horo illean horo eile Ach muinntir an da shealladh Chitheadh iadsan co-dhiubh e Hoginn oro horo illean horo eile Tha lach is giadh is curracag 'Nan caraidean air a'mhachaire Hoginn oro horo illean horo eile Tha feannag air a crochadh suas Ceangailt le ropa Hoginn oro horo illean horo eile Tha coineanach 'sa ghainmheach Ne sheasamh, abair urchaire Hoginn oro horo illean horo eile Hoginn o, hoginn o, horo horo illean Hoginn o, horo illean, hoginn o hoginn o --oOo-- It is without doubt that it frightened us The light on the hill at the market stance There were those who could see it Others liked to believe they could Those with the second sight They had no difficulty The duck, the goose and the lapwing Are together sharing the machairlands A dead crow hangs on the fence Tied by a length of rope A rabbit is sitting in the sand dunes Presenting himself a perfect target