Criomag Bhidio
Briathran Òran
Saging my bedroom
– A ‘ sagairt mo sheòmar-cadail
Dusting every surface, every corner
– A ‘ dustadh gach uachdar, gach oisean
Pleading and praying it gets warmer
– A ‘guidhe agus ag ùrnaigh bidh e a’ fàs nas blàithe
In this hollow winter tide
– Anns an t-sìde gheamhraidh seo
Three hours of sunlight
– Trì uairean de sholas na grèine
Don’t really matter when you’re deprived
– Don’t matter nuair a bhios tu a clàradh
Of happiness, enweakened, advised
– A ‘dèanamh gàirdeachas, a’ dèanamh gàirdeachas
To find some oxygen
– Gus beagan ocsaidean a lorg
Sweeter pastures, wait for me like a lover
– A ghaoil, leig dhachaigh gum mhàthair mi
My soul has suffered, get the fuck out of my atmosphere
– Tha m’anam a ‘ fulang, faigh am fuck a-mach às an àile agam
I’m breathing clean, clean air
– I am breathing clean, clean air
Went through an X-ray
– Chaidh E Troimh an x-ray
Doctor said there’s nothing left to see now
– Thuirt an dotair nach eil dad ri fhaicinn a-nis
Nothing weird or scary, although somehow
– Chan eil dad neònach no eagalach, ach ann an dòigh air choreigin
Your heart turned back to gold
– Tha do chridhe air ais gu òr
Guess I’d been wounded
– ‘S dòcha gun robh mi air mo leòn
Tiny comments ricocheted like bullets
– Beachdan beaga bìodach ricocheted mar urchair
Cyclone on a sunny day, you shook it
– A ‘ rothaireachd air latha grianach, chrath thu e
And dragged me down to hell
– Agus shlaod mi sìos gu ifrinn mi
Now sweeter pastures, wait for me like a lover
– A-nis ionaltraidhean nas binne, feitheamh rium mar leannan
Lord knows I’ve suffered, get the fuck out of my atmosphere
– Tha fios aig an tighearna gu bheil mi air fulang, faigh am fuck a-mach às an àile agam
I’m breathing clean, clean air
– I am breathing clean, clean air
Oh-oh-oh
– A ‘ dèanamh anns:
Oh-oh, clean air
– Clean air
Oh, I’m breathing clean, clean air
– I am breathing clean, clean air
