CAPERCAILLIE ORAN SUGRAIDH [THE FLIRTING SONG] LYRICS

 
'S i nighean mo ghaoil,
An nighean donn og;
Nam biodh tu ri m' thaobh,
Cha bhithinn fo bhron;
'S i nighean mo ghaoil
An nighean donn Úg.

'S i Mairi Nic Neachdain
As daicheile pearsa;
Ghabh mis' uiread bheachd ort
Ri neach a tha beo.
'S i nighean mo ghaoil

'N uair sheallas mi t' aodann
'S mi 'n coinneamh ri t' fhaotainn,
Gur math leam nam faodainn
Bhith daonnan ad chÚir.

Cha leig mi thu 'nfhireach
Thoirt a' chruidh as an innis,
Air eagal na gillean
Bhith sireadh do phog.

Bheir mis' thu Dhun Eideann
A dh' ionnsachadh Beurla,
'S chan fhag mi thu 'd eigin
Ri spreidh an fhir mhÛir.

'S e mheudaich mo ghaol ort
Gun d' fhas thu cho aobhach,
'S gun leumadh tu daonnan
Cho aotrom 's na h-eÚin.

A Song of Dalliance

The girl of my love
is the brown-haired young lass;
were you by my side
I would not be sad;
the girl of my love
is the brown-haired young lass.

'Tis Mary MacNaughton
has the handsomest presence;
I appraised you as highly
as any alive.
The girl of my love,

As I gaze on your face,
and look forward to winning you,
I'd be glad if I might be
near you at all times.

I'll not let you go to the hill
to bring the cows from the pasture,
for fear that the lads
will be seeking your kisses.

I'll take you to Edinburgh
to learn English speech,
and not leave you drudging,
tending the great man's kine.

This increased my love for you,
that you grew up so joyous,
and ever would spring up
as light as the birds