Julie Fowlis - Moladh Uibhist

[ScreachogChoille]

Beautiful song and beautiful photos. Thanks for posting it!

[UISTMAN59]

Sound is not too great but well worth posting the song anyway. Many thanks.

[marconatrix]

Tha rudeigin cearr leas a' fhuaim an seo. Mor an truagh.

[DamianNixon]

galánta arís.

[animalunaris]

9

The last glimpse of the sun

After it has circled the whole sky

May be seen from my land

Just before it rises again on it

I must cut short my account for today

Since my time has gone

And even if I lived twelve times as long as a stag

I could not recount all the beauties of Uist

[animalunaris]

8

Its sides are as they ever were

Sheltered and grassy and full of springs

With knolls and glens and crevices

Sunny, covered with herbage, tussocky and humped

Hillsides where the sheep finds abundance

And where she can feed her lamb without stint

Hillsides that give food and drink

And pillows to the deer

[animalunaris]

7 Land of my people, land of my love Although others might say it is a dreary land The sun has never shone On a place half as beautiful And though it is treeless There are heather and rushes And the dark-green bent grass of the fields there Growing in tresses side by side

[animalunaris]

6

Excellent, sensible, reserved women

Courteous, orderly, skillful

Could it be said that niggardliness

Was ever found in them?

Often did they show their generosity

In many an act of kindness

Often did they give food to the hungry

And a warm place to shelter in

[animalunaris]

5

In Kilmuir at Communion time

When the Communion tables are being served

We would climb up Paul's slope

And there would be a sad and sorrowful sight

Young and old weeping

On beautiful hillocks, carpeted in green

Thinking of loved ones no longer living

Lying there cold in the ground

[animalunaris]

4 In the month of May, it was a beautiful sight To see the fields Full of smiling girls With spancels on their arms Going to the cattle pen with the calves Who call most sweetly And to hear the great lowing of the cows At the fold as they answered them

[animalunaris]

3

Paible was the place where I first

Tasted a mother's unfailing love

Where the best barley grows

Braided, full-eared, rich in grain

The place that nutures many a valiant warrior

And the best bards that we have ever heard of

The warmth and kindness I found there

Ever come to my mind

[animalunaris]

2

When I see the crest of Langais

My spirits rise

My leap will be light

As I climb its shoulder

Looking at the splendid land below me

With the houses of the warm-hearted folk who live there

Seeing Morghaidh on the strand

The island that the full tide so often goes 'round

[animalunaris]

English Translation: In Praise of Uist 1 Being so far from the land I know Is what has stirred me in my sadness Because nostalgia wounds me Since there are none around me of the folk I know I will touch the harp-strings of my voice To see if it can fashion a little song for me About green, grassy Uist of the glens And something of the way of the people who live there