An Neamhnaid Luachmhor

An Neamhnaid Luachmhor

frances.wilkins

Gaelic

Words

200

The Precious Gem/Pearl

04/06/2024

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An Neamhnaid luachmhor a fhuair mi fhìn Cha toirinn bhuam i air luach no prìs Bha 'n Triùir mun cuairt dhith a sheulaich shuas i An Neamhnaid luachmhor a fhuair mi fhìn. O chì mi càirdean gach là dol clì Ag iarraidh sòlas nach mòr a nì Nach bochd an sluagh sibh, mas e 's nach d'fhuair sibh, An Neamhnaid luachmhor a fhuair mi fhìn. Nach bochd an sluagh sibh mur d'fhuair iad i An tiodhlac luachmhor mun cuala sibh; Ach thig an uair sam b' e 'n call nach d'fhuair sibh An Neamhnaid luachmhor a fhuair mi fhìn. Chì mi aosmhor mar aon san tìr A' cromadh daonnan ri taobh a' ghlinn; 'S e cheist an d'fhuair iad san rèis san d' ghluais iad An Neamhnaid luachmhor a fhuair mi fhìn. O chì mi òigridh a' còmhnaidh leinn Le gruaidhean ròsach rinn bòidheach sibh; 'S e dh'fhàgadh snuadhmhor gach nì mun cuairt dhibh An Neamhnaid luachmhor a fhuair mi fhìn. 'S e dh'fhàgadh feumail is eudmhor sibh An là na h-òige bhith beò nur crìdh'; A' tagradh suas ris 's ag iarraidh bhuaithe An Neamhnaid luachmhor a fhuair mi fhìn. Oir thig am bàs oirnn 's chan fhàg e sinn 'S a thìr ar n-àraich gu brath cha till; Bu mhath bhith 'n uair sin fo dhìon a' Bhuachaill' An Neamhnaid luachmhor a fhuair mi fhìn.

The precious pearl I found myself I would not give it up for anything The Trinity that surrounded her The precious Pearl which I got myself. O, I see relatives each day going astray Seeking happiness But how poor a people you are, that you didn’t get The precious Pearl which I got myself. But how poor the people if you didn’t find it The precious gift of which you heard But the time will come that it will be a loss That you didn’t find the precious pearl which I got myself. I see an old person like one of the land Always bending down by the side of the glen The question is whether they got in the journey which moved them The precious pearl which I got myself. O, I see youths who are in our company Which rosie cheeks that made you pretty But what leave everything about you beautiful Is the precious pearl which I got myself. What would leave you useful and jealous To have the days of youth in your heart Advocating up to him and asking from him For the precious pearl which I got myself Because death will come upon us and will not leave us And to the place where we were reared we will never return It would be good then to be under the protection of the Shepherd The precious pearl which I got myself. Translation by Gillebride MacMillan