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'Stric tha thu 'g radh nach fhaigh thu cadalE hoireann o ro, a bhi e hoMucht' mat a tha thu a' tamh a's a bhaileHao ribhi eile, o hi a bho 'Smor tha an iondrainn a tha bhuat-saE hoireann o ro, a bhi e hoDhol leis a; ghaoith ghlan mar bu dual dhuthao ribhi eile, o hi a bho Dean eirigh, eirigh faramach'S e do chridhe as fhearr a dh'aithnicheasDean eirigh, eirigh faramachCur an rathad mor fo d' chasan-sa The Wanderer You often say you can't get sleepSuffocating as you are in the city Much you long for what you lackTo go with the cleansing wind as heredity dictates Arise, arise and go with a shout of gladnessYour heart it is that knows bestArise, arise and go with a shout of gladnessSet your feet on the highway Aus Songtexte Mania