Sèist:
Seinneam cliù nam fear ùr
Gillean glun-gheal nam breacan

Feileadh beag os cionn nan glun
Eideadh sunndach nan gaisgeach


Seinneam cliù na dh'fhag Port-righ
Fo'n cuid pìoban is bhreacan
Leam bu mhiann a bhi nan cul

Miann mo shuil bhi gam faicinn

Seinneam cliù na dh' fhalbh a Sleibht'

Gillean treun nach robh meata
Chaidh a dhion an crun 's an tìr
Bho'n a mhìltear gun cheartas


'S bi an cliù 'ga sheinn gu bràth
Fhad's bhios tonn air tràigh no cladach

Fhad's bhios grian an aird na speur
Mairidh spèis do na gaisgich


(Sèist 2x)

English Lyrics:


Chorus (after each verse):
I sing the praises of the new men

White-kneed lads of the tartan
Their kilts above the knee
Hearty uniform of the heroes


I sing the praises of those that left Portree
With their bagpipes and tartan

I would like to be behind them
Joy of my eyes to see them


I sing the praises of those that left Sleat
Brave lads who were not timid
Who went to defend crown and country

From the destructor without justice

Their fame will be sung forever

As long as the waves strike a beach or shore
As long as the sun is high in the heavens
There will be respect for the heroes


(Chorus 2x)