Runrig - An Ubhal As Airde ( The Highest Apple) Intro: C

^CComhla r^Amium A t^Fha thu an drasd Mo sh^Dmuilean duinte, mo ch^Cuimhne dan Nam sheasamh a' co^Amimhead Gach c^Dmnoc is gach tr^Caigh Is an s^Fiol a dh^C'fhag thu a^Gnn a 'f^Cas

Tha an g^Carradh l^Aman Le cr^Faobhan treun Le ^Dmmeas a' fas dhuinn ^Cann ri bhuain Ubhlan ab^Amaich M^Dmilis ge^Cur Ach tha a^Fon ubha^Cl nach ruig s^Ginn idir a^Cir

^AmSeididh g^Faoth is de^Garrsaidh g^Crian ^CTro mheas nan craobhan l^Finn gu l^Cinn Ach t^Chig an ^Amla is t^Dmhig an ^Ct-am Airson an u^Fbhal as a^Cirde Air a' ch^Graobh a b^Chuain

^CIs co 'nar m^Ameasg A m^Fhaireas la Seachad ^Dmair am is air o^Cidhche fhein A liuthad u^Amair A s^Dmhreap mi s^Cuas Air^Fson an ub^Chal as ai^Grde chur gu b^Ceul

^AmSeididh g^Faoth is de^Garrsaidh g^Crian ^CTro mheas nan craobhan l^Finn gu l^Cinn Ach t^Chig an ^Amla is t^Dmhig an ^Ct-am Airson an u^Fbhal as a^Cirde Air a' ch^Graobh a b^Chuain

Enjoy! Gaelic translation: At present All you were is with me My eyes closed, my memory confident Standing here watching Each hill and shoreline With the seed you left Still growing The garden is well stocked With mighty trees With fruit growing for the whole world Ripe, sweet And bitter apples And the one apple That is beyond reach The winds will blow And the sun will shine From generation to generation Through the trees of the garden But the day and the hour Will surely come To take the highest apple From the knowledge tree Who amongst us Can exist a single day Beyond our own time and our own limits Countless and futile Are times I've climbed To reach and taste The forbidden fruit The winds will blow And the sun will shine From generation to generation Through the trees of the garden But the day and the hour Will surely come To take the highest apple From the knowledge tree

Runrig - An ubhal as airde