Letra de Oh Mo Dhuthaich

O mo dhuthaich' stu th'air m'aireUibhist chumhraidh ur anan gallan,Far a faighte na daoin' uaisle,Far 'm bu dual do Mha 'ic Ailein. Tir a' mhurain, tir an eornaTir 's am pailt a h-uile seorsaFar am bi na gillean ogaGabhail oran 's 'g ol an lionna Thig iad ugainn, carach, seoltaGus ar mealladh far ar n-eolais;Molaidh iad dhuinn Manitoba,Duthaich fhuar gun ghual, gun mhoine. Cha leig mi leas a bhith 'ga innse,Nuair a ruigear, 'sann a chithear,Samhradh goirid foghar sitheil,Geamhradh fada na droch-shide Nam biodh agam fhin de storasDa dheis aodaich, paidhir bhroganAgus m'fharadh bhith 'nam phoca'Sann air Uibhist dheanainn seoladh. Oh My Country O my country are on my mindFresh, fragrant Uist of the saplings,Where the noble men are foundWho gave their hereditary allegiance to "Mac ic Ailein". Land of seabed, land of barleyLand of abundance of every kindWhere the young lads will beSinging songs and drinking beer They will come to us cunning and wilyIn order to entice us from our homesThey will praise Manitoba to usA cold country with no coal and no peat! I don't need to sayThat when we reach it we'll see itA short summer and a peaceful autumnA long winter of bad weather. If I had richesA change of clothes and a pair of shoesAnd my prayer in my pocketIt is to Uist that I would be sailing.