capercaillie – shieling maids (translation) lyrics

last night i was dreaming
of the girls of the cattle fold
fine, n-ble, gentle girls they were
singing songs on the shieling
i spent last night on the shieling
i spent last night on the shieling
i p-ssed the joyous, happy night
with the girls of the sheiling.
—
craig c-ckburn, pr-nounced “coburn” email: craig@scot.demon.co.uk
sgri\obh thugam ‘sa ga\idhlig ma ‘se do thoil e.