15. (2:55) Jamie MacNeil
Fhleasgaich Uir, Leanainn Thu

Chorus: Fhleasgaich uir, leanainn thu,

Fhir a'chuil bhoidhich;
Man of the beautiful hair
Fhleasgaich uir, leanainn thu

1)It is me that won't be going to meet you,
On my soles without shoes

1) On the soles of my feet,
Although there will be stones hindering my path.

2) Although there will be very hard frost there,
And cold snow on the moor-land.

3) Man of the brown curls,
I met you when very young.

4) man of the fair, handsome calve,
Draw your journey through the moor-land.

5) Blood shed on your shirt,
And the deer's bloodshed on your coat.

7) The young speckled trout shedding blood,
Like bindings about your fists.

8) It is me that traveled all of Glen Ranald with you,
And the two of us near Loch Lochaidh.

9) Departing on sea or land with you,
To reach the boundary of Europe.

10) Although I'm not important to you this year,
It is often you were seeking a kiss on me.

11) I will not be scolding you,
I'll try to warm to the idea of your wedding.

12) But beseech you good health,
Each day as long as I live.