A mhaighdeannan 's a mhnathan òg

mhaighdeannan 's a mhnathan òg  

Hó i rì liù ail o  
Hó ro 's na hiuraibh ó  
Hó i rì liù ail o  
    
An cuala sibh mar dh' éirich dhómhs' 

'Steach gu acarsaid na Sròm 
    
Bhrist an t-slat is shràc an seòl  
    
Chaidh na croinn dhan chuan mhòr  

Chaidh na b' fhaide bhuam na seòid  
    
Ged tha aon mhac m' athair beò  

Mac mo mhàthair rinn mo leòn  
    
bhith 'n grunnd a' chuain gun deò  

Nach giùlan a cholainn còt'  

Nach giùlan a chas a' bhròg 
  
Nach giùlan a làmh an dòrn  

'Illean chridheil, bitheamaid beò  

Gu dè feum a th' anns a' bhròn  

Cha toir caoineadh daoine beò 
    
Nan toireadh, chaoininn-sa gu leò

Have you heard what befell me
When approaching Strome's anchorage?
broke and the sail was rent
The masts fell into the depths
The sailors drifted further away
Though one of my father's sons is alive
It was my mother's son who caused my distress
He lies lifeless at the bottom of the sea
He body will not bear a coat
His foot will not bear a shoe
His hand will not bear an oar
Hearty fellows, we will live on
What is the point in sorrow?
Weeping will not restore the men
If it did, I would cry many tears