Capercaillie Iain Ghlinn` Cuaich Lyrics

Iain Ghlinn` Cuaich Lyrics

This is the Barra version of a beautiful and tender song of unrequited love.   
John of Glen Cuaich is thought to have belonged to the Perthshire glen of  
that name. 
O Iain Ghlinn` Cuaich, fear do choltais cha dual da fas, 
Cul bachlach nan dual `s e gu camlubach suas gu bharr, 
`S i do phearsa dheas ghrinn a dh`fhag mi cho tinn le gradh, 
`S nach` eil cron ort ri inns` o mhullach do chinn gu d`sail. 
 
Ach an trian dhe do chliu cha chuir mise, a ruin an ceill, 
`S caoimh` faiteal dhe d`ghnuis na ur choille fo dhruchd ri grein, 
Gum b` e miann mo dha shuil a bhith sealltainn gu dluth ad dheidh, 
`S math a b`airidh mo run-s` air ban-oighre a` chruin fo sgeith. 
 
Iain, Iain, a ghaoil, cuim` a leig thu me faoin air chul, 
Gun ghuth cuimhn` air a` ghaol a bh`againn araon air tus? 
Cha tug mise mo speis do dh`fhear eile fo`n ghrein ach thu, 
Is cha toir as do dheidh gus an cairear mo chre `san uir. 
 
Ged a chinn thu rium fuar, bheil thu, Iain, gun truas `s mi `m chas, 
`S a liuthad la agus uair chuir thu `n ceill gum bu bhuan do ghradh? 
Ach ma chaochail mi buaidh, `s gun do choisinn mi t`fhuath na t-fhearg, 
Tha mo bheannachd ad dheidh, `s feuch an tagh thu dhuit fhein nas fhearr.