An ciaradh m'fheasgair 's mo bheath' air claoidh Mo rosg air dunadh 's a'bhas gun chli Stiuir curs' an Iar leam gu Eilean ciatach Gu Aignis sgiamhach far an d'araich mi An sin gun cairich sibh mi 's an fhod Am measg mo chairdean 's mo shinnsirean coir Ri tonnan barr gheal a' bualadh traghad 'S ri machair Aignis nan laoigh 's nam bo Bi eoin an aite gach la ri seinn 'S an iarmailt ghorm sin hu h-ard os cionn Is machair Aignis ri taobh na traghad Gu tosdach samhach 's mi sint' 's a' chill

When my day is drawing to an end and my life is fading My eyes closed in helpless death Steer my course westwards to the beautiful island To lovely Aignish where I was raised There lay me in the ground Amongst my relations and my noble ancestors By the white-tipped waves breakingon the beach And the plains of Aignish of the calves and cattle The birds of the place will sing every day In those blue skies high above me And the plains of Aignish beside the beach Peaceful and still as I rest in the grave

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