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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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{{Text|2|Scottish Gaelic|English|
R.:
Siubhail a gradh,
Ni leigheas le faghail acht leigheas an bhais,
O d'fhag tu mise is bocht mo chas,
Is go dteidhidh tu a mhuir nin slan*.
 
I wish I were on yon green hill,
'tIs there I'd sit and cry my fill,
And ev'ry tear would turn a mill.
My darling and my life I love you so.
R.
 
I'll sell my rack, I'll sell my reel,
I'll sell my only spinning wheel,
To buy my love a sword of steel,
My darling and my life I love you so.
R.
 
But now my love has gone to France,
To try his fortune to advance,
If he come back, 'tis but a chance,
My darling and my life I love you so.
R.
 
(*) Go, go , go oh love, no cure can be obtained but the cure of death,
O you left me and my leg is sore, and you will come back unblemished, my lover.}}


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Editor: Willem Verkaik (submitted 2015-03-25).   Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 339 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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Title: Siubhail a Gradh
Composer: Willem Verkaik
Lyricist:

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularFolksong

Language: Scottish Gaelic
Instruments: A cappella

Published: 1990

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Original text and translations

Lowland_Scots.png Scottish Gaelic and English.png English text

R.:
Siubhail a gradh,
Ni leigheas le faghail acht leigheas an bhais,
O d'fhag tu mise is bocht mo chas,
Is go dteidhidh tu a mhuir nin slan*.

I wish I were on yon green hill,
'tIs there I'd sit and cry my fill,
And ev'ry tear would turn a mill.
My darling and my life I love you so.
R.

I'll sell my rack, I'll sell my reel,
I'll sell my only spinning wheel,
To buy my love a sword of steel,
My darling and my life I love you so.
R.

But now my love has gone to France,
To try his fortune to advance,
If he come back, 'tis but a chance,
My darling and my life I love you so.
R.

(*) Go, go , go oh love, no cure can be obtained but the cure of death,
O you left me and my leg is sore, and you will come back unblemished, my lover.