Lyrics Julie Fowlis – An Ron (The Seal) / Ann An Caolas Od Odram (In The Narrow Of Od Odram)

An ròn:
“Mise nighean Rìgh-fo-Thuinn
Fuil nan rìghrean na mo chrè —
Ged a chì sibh mi nam ròn

“Tìr-fo-Thuinn mo dhachaigh dhùint’
Innis dhùthchasach nan ròn;
Caidlidh mi air leacan sàil’,
Mi fhìn ’s mo bhàn-chuilean òg.”

A Bhana-phrionns’ a’ chuain shiar,
A bheil sgeul agad ri luaidh?
Nach inns thu dhuinn mar a bha
Mun do ghabh sibh tàmh sa chuan?

“Chaidh na geasan a chur oirnn
Rè ar beò-bhith le luchd-fuath,
’S ged a tha sinn snàmh nan caol
’S e nàdar daonnd’ tha dhuinn dual.

“Aig tràth-marbh air oidhche fèill
Tilgidh sinn ar bèin air tràigh,
’S cluichidh sinn nar n-òighean suairc’
A’ crathadh ar cuaillean bàn.

“Ach a-nochd tha mi nam ròn
Air an lic an còrs’ a’ chuain:
’S e mo nàdar bhith toirt gaol,
’S do chlann-daoine thug mi luaidh.”

Translation:
The Seal:
«I am daughter of the King-under-Sea
Royal blood flows in my veins —
Though you see me as a seal

«Land-below-waves my prison home,
Hereditary domain of the seal;
I will sleep on a salt sea slab,
Myself and my white-furred pup.»

O Princess of the western ocean
Do you have a tale to weave?
Will you tell us how it was
Before you came to live at sea?

«Spells were laid upon us
During our human lives by foes —
Though we now swim the straits
Human nature is our heritage.

«At the dead of feast-day night
We cast our sealskins on the sand,
Playing there as gentle maids
Shaking our blonde tresses.

«But tonight I am a seal
On a rock beside the sea;
It is my nature to give love,
And mankind I hold dear.»

Ann an Caolas Od Odrum:
Ann an Caolas Od Odrum far an coidleadh an ròn,
is far nach cluinnte guth duin’ ach fuaim tuinne ’s glog geòidh
Muime ‘g altram a pàistean ‘s i gan tàladh gu ciùin,
gu bheil tulgadh nan cuantan ga sìor luasgadh nan suain.

Hion da hion do hion da odar da
Hion da hion do hion da odar da
Hì o dan dao, hì o dan dao,
Hì o dan dao odar da, odar da

Muime ‘g altram a pàistean ‘s i gan tàladh gu ciùin,
gu bheil tulgadh nan cuantan ga sìor luasgadh nan suain.
An ròn rìoghail a’ gusgail, ‘n eala guileag ri thaobh,
a’ mhaighdeann-mhara ’s i bruadar anns an uaigneas air laoch.

An ròn rìoghail a’ gusgail, ’n eala guileag ri thaobh,
a’ mhaighdeann-mhara ’s i bruadar anns an uaigneas air laoch.
Ann an Caolas Od Odrum far an coidleadh an ròn,
is far nach cluinnte guth duine ach fuaim tuinne ’s glog geòidh.

Translation:
In Caolas Od Odrum where the seals would sleep:
where a human voice was never heard, only the sound of the waves and the calling of
geese
A stepmother nurses her children, softly singing a lullaby
the movement of the waves gently rocks them to sleep.

Hion da hion do hion da odar da
Hion da hion do hion da odar da
Hì o dan dao, hì o dan dao,
Hì o dan dao odar da, odar da.

A stepmother nurses her children, softly singing a lullaby
the movement of the waves gently rocks them to sleep.
The noble seal is mewling, the swan singing beside him
the mermaid dreams in solitude of a hero.

The noble seal is mewling, the swan singing beside him
the mermaid dreams in solitude of a hero.
In Caolas Od Odrum where the seals would sleep
where a human voice was never heard, only the sound of the waves and the calling of
geese.