Alba
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
Air sgiath a' seoladh nan neoil
'S an domhain liath
Mar dhealbh a' tighinn beo tro na sgothan
'S mi a' tilleadh gu tir
Alba nam beanntan ard
Nan acraichean lom
Thairis air na lochan mointich
Nan coilltean 's nan gleann
A-a-a-a-lba
A-a-a-a-lb
Ach 'se sealladh leointe is gann
Tha an seo aig ceann thall an linn
Talamh alainn nan daoine
Fhathast an lamhan duine no dithis
Cuibhlean stolda mu dheas
Na fasaichean a tuath
An taigh-mor falamh an Dun-Eideann
Gun chumhachd gun ghuth
Sibhse chuir achadh ri achadh
Taigh ri taigh
Gus nach bi ait anns an tir
An gabh sibh comhnaidh air leth
Ach 's math dhomh bhith seo an drasd
A cur failt air a' bhlas
'San tir a tha cho ur dhomh an diugh
Is a bha i nuair bha mi 'nam phaisd
Enjoy!
Translation
This flight is sailing through the clouds
And the blue heavens
The homeland appears like a developing photograph
Through the mists as I return to land
I see Scotland of the high mountains
And the empty acres
Flying low across the moorland lochs
The forests and the glens
Scotland
Scotland
But it's a wounding and a hollow sight
Here as we reach the end of the century
The beautiful soil of the people
Still in the hands of the few
I see the wheels of industry at a standstill
And the northern lands wasted
And the empty house in Edinburgh
Without authority or voice
You that have laid field upon field
House upon house
Till there be nowhere for you to be placed alone
In the midst of all the earth
But it is good for me to be here now
As I welcome the warmth
In this land that's as exciting for me today
As it was the day I was born
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Readable chord sheet for Alba by Runrig
[Dm] [C] [Dm] [C] [Dm]Air sgiath a' [C]seoladh nan neoil [Dm]'S an domhain [C]liath [Dm]Mar dhealbh a' tighinn [C]beo tro na sgothan [Dm]'S mi a' tilleadh gu ti[C]r [Dm]Alba nam [C]beanntan ard [Dm]Nan acraichean [C]lom [Dm]Thairis air na lo[C]chan mointich [Dm]Nan coilltean 's nan gl[C]eann [Am]A-a-a[F]-a-l[C]ba [G] [Am]A-a-a[F]-a-l[C]b [G] Ach 'se sealladh leointe is gann Tha an seo aig ceann thall an linn Talamh alainn nan daoine Fhathast an lamhan duine no dithis Cuibhlean stolda mu dheas Na fasaichean a tuath An taigh-mor falamh an Dun-Eideann Gun chumhachd gun ghuth Sibhse chuir achadh ri achadh Taigh ri taigh Gus nach bi ait anns an tir An gabh sibh comhnaidh air leth Ach 's math dhomh bhith seo an drasd A cur failt air a' bhlas 'San tir a tha cho ur dhomh an diugh Is a bha i nuair bha mi 'nam phaisd Enjoy! Translation This flight is sailing through the clouds And the blue heavens The homeland appears like a developing photograph Through the mists as I return to land I see Scotland of the high mountains And the empty acres Flying low across the moorland lochs The forests and the glens Scotland Scotland But it's a wounding and a hollow sight Here as we reach the end of the century The beautiful soil of the people Still in the hands of the few I see the wheels of industry at a standstill And the northern lands wasted And the empty house in Edinburgh Without authority or voice You that have laid field upon field House upon house Till there be nowhere for you to be placed alone In the midst of all the earth But it is good for me to be here now As I welcome the warmth In this land that's as exciting for me today As it was the day I was born