Thuirt an gobha ‘Fuirighidh mi’
Thuirt an gobha, ‘Falbhaidh mi’
Thuirt an gobha, leis an othail
A bh’air an doras an t-sabhail,
Gu rachadh e a shuirghe.
Eilean nam bothan nam bothan
nam bothan nam bothan
Eilean nam bothan nam bothan
Bothan a bh’aig Fionnghuala
Bheirinn fead air fulmairean
Bheirinn fead air falmairean
Liuthannan beaga na mara
Bheireamaid greis air an tarrainn
Na maireadh na duirgh dhuinn.
Cha d’thuirt an dadan a’ seo
Cha d’thuirt an dadan a’ seo
Cha d’thuirt an dadan a’ seo
Bheireamaid greis air an tarrainn
Na maireadh na duirgh dhuinn
Translation from songsinirish.com
The blacksmith said, “I’ll wait”
The blacksmith said, “I’ll go”
The blacksmith said, in his confusion
Standing at the door of the barn
That he was going to go courting
Chorus:
Island of bothies, of bothies
Island of bothies, of bothies
Island of bothies, of bothies
Fingal’s bothies
Island of bothies, of bothies
Island of bothies, of bothies
Island of bothies, of bothies
Fingal’s bothies
I’d knock spots off the birds
I’d knock spots off the hakes
Little lythes of the sea
We would take a while hauling them in
If our hand lines last
Chorus
We got nothing here
We got nothing here
We got nothing here
We would take a while hauling them in
If our hand lines last
Chorus
I’d knock spots off the birds
I’d knock spots off the hakes
Little lythes of the sea
We would take a while hauling them in
If our hand lines last
Chorus
We got nothing here
We got nothing here
We got nothing here
We would take a while hauling them in
If our hand lines last
Chorus
The blacksmith said, “I’ll wait”
The blacksmith said, “I’ll go”
The blacksmith said, in his confusion
Standing at the door of the barn
That he was going to go courting
Chorus