Am Mur Gorm
Capercaillie Lyrics
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'Na mhur eagarra gorm
Ag crioslachadh le bhalla-criche
Na tha 'nam chridhe borb
Mur b'e thusa bhiodh a'ghaineamh
Tha'n Talasgar dumhail geal
'Na clar biothbuan do mo dhuilean
'S mur b'e thusa bhiodh na cuantan
'Nan luasgan is 'nan tamh
A'togail cair mo bhuadhan
'Ga cur air suaimhneas ard
Don't tell me it's easier alone
Don't tell me your world don't need a home
Savor the first drops of rain
Falling on your soul's dusty plains
'S bhiodh am monadh donn riabhach
Agus mo chiall co-shint
'Ach chuir thusa orra riaghladh
Os cionn mo phianaidh fhin
Agus air creachainn chein fhasmhoir
Chinn blathmhor Craobh nan Teud
'Na meangach duillich t'aodann
Mo chiall is aogas reil
Don't tell me it's easier alone
Don't tell me your world don't need a home
Savor the first drops of rain
Falling on your soul's dusty plains
Mur b'e thusa bhiodh an Cuilithionn
'Na mhur eagarra gorm
Ag crioslachadh le bhalla-criche
Na tha 'nam chridhe borb
The Gaelic language is known for weaving beautiful landscapes and mystical stories into their lyrics. Capercaillie's song "Am Mur Gorm" is no exception. The song tells a tale of a lost love that still lingers in the singer's heart. The opening lines express a sense of longing and admiration for the lost love, suggesting that if they were the Cuilithionn Mountain, they would have a blue-plumaged bird perched on their watchful peak. The singer's heart beats wild when they think of the one they've lost, filling them with longing.
As the song progresses, the lyrics delve into the various landscapes around them (a common theme in Gaelic music), including Talasgar where the valleys are glistening and a place where the singer's heart is housed within the folds of their soul. The piece concludes by suggesting that the lost love is irreplaceable, as they are the mountain range that weeps and pines for the singer's love lost.
Line by Line Meaning
Mur b'e thusa bhiodh an Cuilithionn
If only you were the Cuilithionn
'Na mhur eagarra gorm
In its beautiful blue-green coat
Ag crioslachadh le bhalla-criche
Bounding along the border wall
Na tha 'nam chridhe borb
That stirs my rough heart
Mur b'e thusa bhiodh a'ghaineamh
If only you were the skylark
Tha'n Talasgar dumhail geal
With its modest white forehead
'Na clar biothbuan do mo dhuilean
As a constant companion to my feelings
Air nach tilleadh an run-ghath
Never to return the song of love
'S mur b'e thusa bhiodh na cuantan
And if only you were the cuckoo
'Nan luasgan is 'nan tamh
In its song and peacefulness
A'togail cair mo bhuadhan
Lifting up my victory song
'Ga cur air suaimhneas ard
In praise of the high peace
Don't tell me it's easier alone
Don't tell me that it's better to be alone
Don't tell me your world don't need a home
Don't tell me that your life is complete without a home
Savor the first drops of rain
Enjoy the fresh start that comes with the first raindrops
Falling on your soul's dusty plains
Cleaning the dusty plains of your spirit
'S bhiodh am monadh donn riabhach
And the russet-colored hillsides
Agus mo chiall co-shint
And my common sense
'Ach chuir thusa orra riaghladh
But you made them rule over me
Os cionn mo phianaidh fhin
Despite my own pain
Agus air creachainn chein fhasmhoir
And in the desolate desolation
Chinn blathmhor Craobh nan Teud
The sweet-toned harp of the Tree of Strings
'Na meangach duillich t'aodann
In the mournful sadness of your face
Mo chiall is aogas reil
My reason and clear-sightedness
Mur b'e thusa bhiodh an Cuilithionn
If only you were the Cuilithionn
'Na mhur eagarra gorm
In its beautiful blue-green coat
Ag crioslachadh le bhalla-criche
Bounding along the border wall
Na tha 'nam chridhe borb
That stirs my rough heart
Contributed by Scarlett H. Suggest a correction in the comments below.