I ri dhiu o ro hu o I ri dhiu o ro eile I ri dhiu o ro leannain Se bu mhath leam bhith reidh riut Bha am brathair a b'fhaisg ort Dha do choimhead 's tu nad eiginn 'S ann a direadh na bruthaich 'S ann a rug iad air m'eudail. 'Sann a' direadh na bruthaich 'Sann a rug iad air m'eudail 'Sann a direadh a' gharraidh Leig mo ghradh a cheud eibhe Thuirt am brathair bu shine, "Leig na sginean gu cheile" Thuirt am brathair a b'oige "Chan i choir, ach 's i'n eucoir" Tha mo mhollachd aig mo phiuthair Gruagach bhuidh' an fhuilt ghie-ghil 'S i a dh'innis do m'bhraithrean Thu bhith air airigh a Cheitinn. What I Would Like Is To Be At Peace With You The brother nearest to you Was watching you in your agony It was going up the brae That they caught up with my darling It was when climbing the garden wall That my love gave the first shout The oldest brother said 'Engrage the knives' The youngest brother said My curses on my sister Golden girl of the white fair hair It was she told my brothers.