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Runrig's song "Fichead Bliadhna", too, but that's more kind of a protest song: Ruith sa mhonadh, ruith nam beann ’S mar sin dhan sgoil aig deireadh samhraidh Nar clann aig còig bliadhna dh’aois ’S gun facal Beurla nar ceann translated: Freedom of the moor, freedom of the hills (Ruith is literally "running" though) And off to school at summer's end As children of five years old And not a word of English in our heads P…
Run of the moors, run of the hills And like that to school at summer's end Us being children of five years of age Without a word of English in our heads That's my literal translation anyway. I was talking to an American yesterday who couldn't understand the concept of the Highlands yesterday. His whole idea was of a place presented magically but with little more than funny accents in it. I tried to get over to him al…
And, ideally, go and visit a cleared township.
https://maps.app.goo.gl/nc8uhBogrBCjgjYs9
I used to walk out there most weekends when I was at school. Until about 175 years ago, those were homes. Families lived there.
The white dots you see are sheep, which is of course why families don't live there now.
Good Gaelic, incidentally, where did you speak it?