If I go again to Lewis the crow
If I go again to Lewis the crow,
If I go again to tell the hero,
If I go to my island life Léodhais nam morbhe
I will not return to my life without the order of the king.
At the end of the summer, I went over there
The heat was heavy on me, in which I would be tired
Fishing for herring in the summer
br/>On the banks of Shetland and Arkarnh the army is in support
A captain will lead in his manned boat
And the waves will be swift and swift;
The sea that lapped about the shelter of the shelter
And the valleys to pass and his hallelard the disk.
'When the evening comes and the bank is reached
And we get out of the pool in a hurry
Let's go overboard and enter the hotel,
br/>And let's draw a stop with a good love song.
If I ever go again to Lewis of the maidens
If I ever go again to Lewis of the maidens
If I ever go again to the island of heroes,
If ever in this life I travel to Lewis of the highlands
I shall not return unless under the King's order
I left towards the end of summer
The heat was exhausting and I was weary
Fishing herring all spring and summer
In Fraserburgh and Orkney of the
The skipper steers in his canvas enclosure
As she (the vessel) glides gracefully over the sea
The sea swirls on the leeward side
As pass the glens with the halyard crack
When in the evening we reach the bank
And the nets are hurriedly unloaded
We go ashore and retire to the inn
Where we draw and measure to the cash to accompaniment of