Am Mur Gorm (The Blue Rampart)

Mur b 'e thusa bhiodh an Cuilithionn 'Na mhùr eagarra gorm A' crioslachadh le bhalla-crìche Na tha 'nam chridhe borb Mur b' e thusa bhiodh a' ghaineamh Tha 'n Talasgar dùmhail geal 'Na clàr biothbuan do mo dhùilean Air nach tilleadh an rùn-ghath 'S mur b 'e thusa bhiodh na cuantan 'Nan luasgan is 'nan tàmh A' togail càir mo bhuadhan Ga cur air suaimhneas àrd Don't tell me it's easier alone Don't tell me your world don't need a home Savour the first drops of rain Falling on your soul's dusty plains 'S bhiodh am monadh donn riabhach Agus mo chiall co-shìnt' Ach chuir thusa orra riaghladh Os cionn mo phianaidh fhìn Agus air creachainn chèin fhàsmhoir Chinn blàthmhor Craobh nan Teud 'Na meangach duillich t' aodann Mo chiall is aogas rèil Don't tell me it's easier alone (swing along don't be alone) Don't tell me your world don't need a home Savour the first drops of rain (swing along don't be alone) Falling on your soul's dusty plains Mur b 'e thusa bhiodh an Cuilithionn 'Na mhùr eagarra gorm A' crioslachadh le bhalla-crìche Na tha 'nam chridhe borb