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Ar Tir	Our Land
Brat Shneachda air mullach nam beann, currachd ceòtha mar liath-fhalt m'an ceann, feadain is sruthain mòintich a' leum 's a' dòrtadh, a' sporgail air ùrlar nan glean, aig còsan 's mu shàilean nam mò-bheann; fèid ruadh', fir na cròice, air sliosaidbh fraoich ruadh-dhonn - si Tìr nan Gaisgeach a th' ann, Tìr nam Beann, nan Gaisgeach, 's nan Gleann, si Tìr nan Gaisgeach a th' ann.	Mantle of snow on the tops of the hills, Capped with mist like grey hair on their heads, Moorland burns and streams Leaping and gushing, A noisily rummaging through the wilds of the glens, Rummaging through the floors of the glens, Tuck3ed in the mountains' crevices and rounding their heels; Red deer, antlered stags, On russet-brown heathered slopes - Such is the Land of the Heroes, And the Land of the Mountains, the Heroes, the Glens, Such is the land of the Heroes.
Iain Rothach (1889 - 1918)	John Munro (Swordale, Point Lewis)

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