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Runrig - Foghar Nan Eilean 78 You Tube Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aAJadqQ-iYY [Intro] G Gmaj7 C Am C D G Gsus4 G [Verse 1]
GTha na duilleaCgan a' Amdannsa Bho na craobhan Canns a' ghaoith GFoghar donn ar bCliadhn' air Amtionndadh Nis tha luchd an t-Csamhraidh Dma Gsgaoil
[Verse 2]
GSona dh'fhаg thu Cmi le Amm'eilean 'S leam na lochan Cis na bаigh Mo Gcridh' aig tаmh air Cbeanntan Amgeamhraidh Nis tha luchd an t-Csamhraidh Dma sGgaoil Gsus4
[Chorus]
EmFoghar nan Bmeilean EmFoghar mu tBmhuath Gheibh sinn Ambeatha mar a chCleachd sinn Mas Amtаinig an t-sCluagh Bidh am Emfraoch air nam Bmbeanntan 'S a Emchoille ruadh fon Bmghrian 'S iad a' Amsealltain dathan Cdhomsa Gus an Amtill iad a Crithe D
[Verse 3]
GTha an latha seacChad, buintean Amdщinte Gheibh an caisteal Cfois na h-oidhch' GGheibh an t-airCgead cadal Amsocair Nis tha luchd an t-Csamhraidh Dma Gsgaoil
[Verse 4]
GMar a dh'atharraich Ciad ar beтshAmlaint Mhill iad dualchas Ccainnt 's ru dтigh GAch fhoghair, cratChaidh mi do lAmаmh Nis tha luchd an t-sCamhraidh Dma GsgaoilGsus4
[Chorus]
EmFoghar nan Bmeilean EmFoghar mu tBmhuath Gheibh sinn Ambeatha mar a chCleachd sinn Mas Amtаinig an t-sCluagh Bidh am Emfraoch air nam Bmbeanntan 'S a Emchoille ruadh fon Bmghrian 'S iad a' Amsealltain dathan Cdhomsa Gus an Amtill iad a Crithe
[Outro] D G Mark W English Translation The leaves are dancing From the trees in the wind The browns of autumn are turning our year around Now that the summer visitors have gone Content is the way you left me to my island The lochs and the bays are all mine My heart rests easy on the winter hills Now that the summer visitors have gone Island autumn Northern autumn We can live a little like we used to Before the crowds came The heather on the hills And the sunlit forests Will reveal their colors for us Until they return again The day is over, the shops have closed The castle will get a night's peace Money will get some respite Now that the summer visitors have gone They changed our means of livelihood They altered our language and way of life But autumn, I can only welcome you Now that the summer visitors are gone Island autumn Northern autumn We can live a little like we used to Before the crowds came The heather on the hills And the sunlit forests Will reveal their colors for us Until they return again