Ruis (elder)
| asal nan craobh ar leat ar leat ach seall mo luchd de mhìorbhailean ann an callaid do thaighe ‘s tu coma co-dhiùbh tha mi nam lighiche tha mi nam phìobaire ni mi cìr dha do ghruaig ni mi gunna-séidein dhut ni mi do dhìon, ma chreideas tu, bho olc ’s bho éiginn fìon mo bhlàthan fuaran bàn dha d’ chridhe fìon mo dhearcan lasair ruadh dha d’eanchainn ann an callaid do thaighe ’s tu coma co dhiùbh asal nan craobh ’s mo luchd de mhìorbhailean |
ass among trees you seem to say but don’t you see my cargo of wonders in your garden hedge and you seem not to care i’m there as healer i’m there as piper i’ll make a comb for you i’ll make you a pop-gun protect you, should you have faith, from evil or want my blossoms’ wine a clear spring for your heart my berries’ wine a red flame for your mind in your garden hedge and you seem not to care ass among trees with my cargo of wonders |
| by aonghas macneacail | |