Julie Fowlis
Текст песни A Chatrion' Og (Young Catherine)

A Chatrion' ?g 's tu rinn mo le?n,
's tu dh'fh?g fo bhr?n 's fo mhulad mi,
mi 'n diugh 's an d? air cnoc leam fh?in
a' sileadh dheur 's mi turraman.
Ach 'si mo mh?thair rinn an call
nuair chuir i shealg na tunnaig mi.
Nuair r?inig mi an linne chaol
's ann bha mo ghaol a' sruladh innt'.
'S e an gunna caol a rinn do le?n
's cha d?an mi ?irleach tuilleadh leatha.
Ged th?id mi suas dhan bhail' ud shuas
cha bhi mo chuairt ach diomain ann.
Ged th?id mi dhan taigh ud sh?os
cha chuir Catr?ona furan orm.
OR?gh nan D?lc?m rium mo chiall
Cha robh mi riamh cho cunnartach,
'sa Chatr?on' ?g 's tu rinn mo le?n
'S tu dh'fh?g fo bhr?n 's fo mhulad mi.

Young Catriona, you have wounded me
and left me sorrowing and lamenting,
today and yesterday alone on a hillock,
shedding grief-stricken tears.
But it was my mother who caused the calamity
when she sent me to hunt the duck.
When I arrived at the narrow strait
my love was washing there.
It was the fowling piece which wounded you
and I will never use it again.
Though I visit the upper township
my stay there will be fleeting.
Though I visit the house below,
Catriona will not welcome me.
O Lord of the Elements, save me from madness,
I have never been in such danger,
and young Catriona, you have wounded me
and left me sorrowing and lamenting.