A Lament For DanuMhàthair! Dè tha sinn air dhut a dhèanamh?!O mother, what have we done to you?!
Tha d’anail a’ fuaimneachadhYour breath is resounding
le nimh às a’ ghalar gun fhuair thusaWith poison from the illness that you obtained
aig ar làmhsa, ‘s aineolachAt our hand, and ignorant
mu dheidh’nn nimhe chaic ‘nad dheòir, sa’ bhiadhAbout the vile poison in your tears, in the food
gun thug thu dhuinn. Gun toirt taing,That you granted to us. Without giving thanks,
ghabh sinn e bhuat. ‘S gann do ghruag àlainnWe took it from you. Your beautiful abundant hair is thin
Mhèith bhon ghalar ‘s cruadalFrom the illness and hardship
‘Bhuilich sinne ort: choimh’d thu do chlann-saThat we bestowed on you: you watched your own
Fhèin ‘marbhadh a chèile,Children killing each other,
cruthachadh do chràdh,
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