Jane Margaret Laight         
Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2006 12:33 am         
        
courtesy of my nieces Cat and Winnie Macspadden:

'S gann gun d�rich mi chaoidh
Dh'ionnsuidh fr�thean a' mhonaidh;
'S gann gun dirich mi chaoidh.

Fhuair mi litir a D�n �ideann 'g r�dh
Nach feud mi dhol do 'n mhonadh.

'S tric a mharbh mi fiadh ard bheann
Air na glinn a b'�ille culaidh.

F�gaidh mi a nis an tir seo, chan fhaigh
M'inntinn s�th innt' tuilleadh.

Bheir mi ruaig gu c�rs' nan Innsean
Feuch an dean mi fh�n am buinnig.

and translated into English:

I Will Climb No More

I will climb no more
To the wilds of the moorlands;
I will climb no more.

I received a letter from Edinburgh
Saying I must not go to the moorland.

Often I killed the deer in the high mountains,
In the glens with thickest cover.

I'll be leaving this country now;
I can no longer find peace here.

I'll be leaving for the Indies
To try to make myself a fortune.

Sine Mairead