"bidh" poems
Bidh beatha a leantainn, eadhon às deidh bàs
Dh'ionnsaich thu dhomh sin mar a gabh thu d' anail mu dheireadh
Gus am buail an solas orm, fuirichidh mi ann an spiorad
Oir nad chridhe, fuirichidh mi as fhaisge ort
Nuair a thig an solas sin air an latha mu dheireadh agam
Bidh mi còmhla ruit nuair a bhios mi air falbh.
Life carries on, even after death.
You taught me that as you took your last breath
Until the light takes me, I will remain in spirit
For in your heart, I will remain the nearest.
When that light comes on my last day,
I will be with you as I'm spirited away.
May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 10:05 PM UTC
Will the moment comes when we will be together,
arm in arm, embraced as we dance until the morning?
Listening to the songs of the western ocean;
a kiss upon my cheek while on you, my sacred colors adorning.
We embrace and reflect on the first glance of each others' eyes
While the earth below us is illuminated by endless, starry skies.
I never want this moment to end; entwined by land and sea.
I will bless the very day you first glanced at me.
And if the sun fades forever, and our souls become blue,
In this world or in the next, I swear, I will never abandon you.
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An tig am mionaid nuair a bhios sinn còmhla;
gàirdean air a ghabhail a-steach agus sinn a 'dannsa gu madainn?
Ag èisteachd ri caol a 'chuain an iar;
pòg air mo ghruaidh, fhad 's a tha e ort, mo dhathan naomh a' sgeadachadh.
Bidh sinn a 'gobhail ri agus meòrachadh air a 'chiad sealladh de shùilean a chèile
tha an talamh gu h-ìosal air a shoilleireachadh le speuran gun stad.
Chan eil mi a-riamh ag iarraidh gun tig an ire seo gu crìch, air a cheangle le fearann is muir
Beannaichidh mi an dearbh latha a choimead thu orm an toiseach
Agus ma tha a 'ghrian a' dol fodha gu bràth agus ar n-anaman a' 'fas gorm
Anns an t-saoghal seo no an ath rud, tha mi a 'mionnachadh cha trèig mi thu gu bràth
Jun 14, 2020
Jun 14, 2020 at 8:39 PM UTC
I heard your call, and I immediately ran,
To hold you close, and to hold your hand.
We stand together now, by our sky-blue sea,
With no more angst, our souls forever fly free.
And when you call, I swear I will answer.
And when you sing, I’ll be your dancer.
By all the stars, our dreams will come true.
Upon your whim, I’ll be beside you.
So in this moment, make your wish, my dear,
And whisper your grace, forever, in my ear.
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Chuala mi do ghairm, agus ruith mi sa bhad,
Gus do chumail dlùth, agus do làmh a chumail.
Tha sinn a ’seasamh còmhla a-nis, ri taobh na mara speur-ghorm againn,
Leis nach eil barrachd angst ann, bidh ar n-anaman gu bràth a ’sgèith an-asgaidh.
Agus nuair a dh ’iarras tu, tha mi a’ mionnachadh gum freagair mi.
Agus nuair a bhios tu a ’seinn, bidh mi nam dannsair agad.
Leis na reultan air fad, thig ar aislingean gu buil.
Air do chuim, bidh mi ri do thaobh.
Mar sin anns an àm seo, dèan do mhiann, a ghràidh,
Agus seinn do ghràs, gu bràth, na mo chluasan
Aug 14, 2020
Aug 14, 2020 at 9:57 PM UTC