O Righ nan Dùl - Mull Gaelic Choir 2021

A tragic story by an unknown poet apparently based on true events set to a traditional melody called by some as 'Mull Fisher’s Song' with this choral arrangement by Eòin Miller. Translation under 'Show More' below. Sung at the National Mòd Choir Concert in Inverness, October 2021.
O King of the elements, preserve my sanity,
I was never in such danger,
Yesterday and today I’ve been alone on a hill
Shedding tears and murmuring.
It was my mother who did the damage
when she sent me to hunt the ducks
When I reached the narrow pool
my darling was floating in it.
It was the slim gun which wounded me
it will not go another inch with me;
As for the one who made the fine shirt for me
you will never, my dear, make another for me.
Though I go up to the upper town,
My time there will be but fleeting
On a low bed I will not find rest
And on a high bed they will not put me.
O young Margaret, you have wounded me,
You have left me sad and sorrowful,
You have bluer eyes, on a calm morning,
than the berries hidden in the leaves.

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Very nice.