| An ataireachd bhuan | The ceaseless surge |
| Cluinn fuiam na h-ataireachd ard | Listen to the surge of the sea |
| Tha torunn a'chuain | The thunder of the ocean |
| Mar chualas leams' e'n am phaisd | As I heard it when I was a child |
| Gun mhuthadh gun truas | Without change, without pity |
| A' sluaisreadh gainneimh na tragh'd | Breaking on the sand of the beach |
| An ataireachd bhuan | The ceaseless surge |
| Cluinn fuiam na h-ataireachd ard | Listen to the surge of the sea |
| 'S na coilltean a siar | In the woods of the west |
| Cha 'n iarrain fuireach gu brath | I would not want to remain forever |
| Bha m'inntinn 's mo mhainn | My mind and my desire |
| A riamh air lagan a' bhaigh | Were always on the little hollow by the bay |
| Ach iadsan bha fial, an gniomh | But those folk who were generous in affection |
| An caidreamh, 's an agh | In their happiness and in their acts |
| Air sgapadh gun dion | Have been scattered defenseless |
| Mar thriallas ealtainn roimh namh | As a flock of birds flees in front of their enemy |
| Ach siubhlaidh mi uat | But I'll depart from you |
| Cha ghluais mi tuilleadh 'n ad dhail | I'll not move any more to meet you |
| Tha m'aois 'us mo shnuadh | My age and my appearance |
| Toirt luaidh air giorrad mo la | Give an account of the shortness of my day |
| An am dhomh bhi suainnt' | At the time that I am wrapped |
| Am fuachd 's an cadal a' bhais | In the cold slumber of death |
| Mo leabaidh dean suas | My bed make up |
| Ri fuaim na h-ataireachd ard | Behind the sound of the sea |
| Na h-ataireachd ard | The surge of the sea |
| Mo leabaidh dean suas | My bed make up |
| Ri fuaim na h-ataireachd ard | Behind the sound of the sea |
| Mo leabaidh dean suas | My bed make up |
| Ri fuaim na h-ataireachd ard | Behind the sound of the sea |
| Na h-ataireachd ard | The surge of the sea |