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Cumha Mhontr​ò​is (Lament for Montrose)

from False Orchard by Dorain

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lyrics

Cha tèid mi do Dhùn Èideann,
Bhon dhòirteadh fuil a’ Ghreumich
An leòmhann dìleas, treubhach,
Ga cheusadh air a’ chroich.

B’ e sud am fìor dhuin’ uasal’
Nach robh den chinneadh shuarach,
‘S bu ro mhath rugha gruaidhe
Nam tarraing suas gu trod.

Deud chailc ‘bu ro mhath dlùthadh,
Fo mhala chaoil gun mhùgaich;
Ge tric do dhreach gam dhuagadh
Cha rùisg mi ‘ chàch e ‘n nochd.

‘Mhic Neill o Assain chianail,
Nan giacainn ann am lìon thu,
Bhiodh m’ fhacal air do bhinn
Is cha dìobrainn thu o ‘n chroich.

Thu fein is d’ athair-cèile,
Fear-taigh sin na Leime,
Ged chrochte sibh le cheile,
Cha b’ èirigh air mo lochd.

Chraobh rùisgt’ den abhall bhreugach,
Gun mheas, gun chliù, gun cheutadh,
‘Bha riamh ri mort’ a chèile,
‘Nur fuigheall bheum is chorc.

Mairbhaisg ort, a mhiodhair,
Gum b’ olc a reic thu ‘m fìrean –
Airson na mine Litich
Is da-thrian d’ i goirt.

Cha tèid mi do Dhùn Èideann,
Bhon dhòirteadh fuil a’ Ghreumich
An leòmhann dìleas, treubhach,
Ga cheusadh air a’ chroich.

Translation (by Iain Dove McAfee and Alexander Dove Lempke):
Edinbro I'll not go near to,
for there Graham's blood was shed—
that lion, leal and fearsome
on the high tree gibbeted.

Not base in parts or lineage
was he, but the true knight,
his cheek red-flushed with vigor
when drawn up to the fight;

those chalk-white teeth well closing,
that brow not furled by fear;
in my restless nights I'm frozen
if that face should appear.

Oh son of grievous Assynt,
if I had you in a net,
and your fate was mine to fashion—
what mercy could you get?

Both you and Lemlair's landlord,
your vicious father-in-law,
were you both hanged on a scaffold
the grievance yet would gnaw.

Bare trees of the false orchard!
without fruit, or grace, or worth,
ever gouging after fortune
in the muck of bloodied earth;

get up, too base for scorning!
I'll see you rue that hour
that you sold the righteous warrior
for meal, and two thirds sour!

Edinbro I'll not go near,
for there Graham's blood was shed—
that lion, leal and fierce
on the high tree gibbeted.

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from False Orchard, released September 30, 2022

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Dorain Minneapolis, Minnesota

Dòrain is a folk quartet based in the Twin Cities, playing both Scottish and Irish traditional music. They perform songs in English, Scots, and Scottish Gaelic (Gàidhlig), frequently incorporating complex vocal harmonies, and mix in a hearty dose of energetic dance tunes. ... more

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