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'Màiri Bhàn Dhail an Eas' by Bàrd MacCithich, Lios Mòr (Lismore), arranged by Andrew Dunlop, sung as the set piece for the Sheriff MacMaster Quaich at the National Mòd, October 2024. English translation follows the Gaelic words - see below. Màiri Bhàn Dhàil an Eas Is mithich dhòmhsa tòiseachadh is m’ òran chur an cèill Gur fhada gum bu chòir dha bhith ann an òrdugh rèidh Tha m’ inntinn-sa cho luaineach ri gaoith tuath air bhàrr nan geug Mas e gum pòs a’ ghruagach tha shuas ann an Gleann Èit’ Is lìonmhor mais’ ri h-aithris air an ainnir is math snuadh do shlios geal mar an caineal no mar eala nan tonn uain’ Shiubhail mi bhon Apainn a-mach gu uisge Chluaidh ’S bean d’aogais anns an astar sin chan fhaca mis’ a luaidh Tha falt bachlach bòidheach ort air dhath an òir na dhuail Gur fiamhach sgiamhach òr-bhuidh’ e an òrdugh ann an cuaich Bha m’ inntinn-sa làn sòlais nuair bha mi còmhnaidh shuas ’s a-nise bhon a dh’fhàg mi e chan eil mo thàmh ach truagh ’S ìseal a thuit m’ inntinn-sa cha dìrich i rim bheò a-chaoidh cha dèan mi innseadh an nì sin tha gam leòn Gus an tèid mo thiodhlaiceadh an cistidh dhìonaich bhòrd Cha trèig mi gaol na h-ìghneige dh’fhàg m’ inntinn trom fo leòn -------------------- Fair Mary of Dalness Now is the time for me to start to compose my song It’s a long time since it should have been put in order My mind is as restless as the north wind on the top of branches If it is the case that the girl up in Glen Etive will marry. There are many beauties to mention about the lovely girl Your side is white like cotton or like a swan on the waves I travelled from Appin to the waters of the Clyde And in that journey I didn’t see your like, my darling You have beautiful curly hair, the colour of gold in its folds It is beautifully golden yellow in its ringlets My mind was full of joy when I was living up there And now since I left it, my rest is but poor. My mind sank very low, and it will never return to what it was Never will I tell the thing that wounded me Until I am buried in a secure board coffin I won’t betray the girl who left my heart heavy and wounded.