Ma theid mise tuilleadh a Leodhas nam cruimeag,Ma theid mise tuilleadh a dh’innis nam laoch,Ma theid mi ri m’bheo dh’eilean Leodhais nam morbheCha till mi ri ‘m bheo as gun ordugh an ri gh.Mu dheireadh an t-samhraidh, ‘s ann thdinig mi nall asBha’n teas orm trom, anns an am bhithinn sgithAg iasgath an sgadain a shamhradh ‘s a dh’carrach’S a Bhruaich ‘s arm an Sealtuinn ‘s an Arcarnh nan tacBidh sgiobair a’ stiuireadh ‘n a chartabhas duinte’S bidh is gu siubhlach a rusgadh nan tonn;An fhairge ‘n a cabhadh mu ghnallainn an fhasgaidh’S na glinn a dol seachad ‘s a hailleard a’ diosq.’Nuair theid air an fheasgar ‘s a ruigear am banca’S a gheibhear le cabhaig a mach aisd na linGuin teid sinn thar bord aist a steach do’n tigh-osda,’S gun tarruing sinn stopa le oran math gaoil.If I ever go again to Lewis of the maidensIf I ever go again to Lewis of the maidensIf I ever go again to the island of heroes,If ever in this life I travel to Lewis of the highlandsI shall not return unless under the King’s orderI left towards the end of summerThe heat was exhausting and I was wearyFishing herring all spring and summerIn Fraserburgh and Orkney of theThe skipper steers in his canvas enclosureAs she (the vessel) glides gracefully over the seaThe sea swirls on the leeward sideAs pass the glens with the halyard crackWhen in the evening we reach the bankAnd the nets are hurriedly unloadedWe go ashore and retire to the innWhere we draw and measure to the cash to accompaniment of