"orra" poems
The red run the rocks in the highlands
rare as diamonds the white
the ancients fumed, a harbinger of doom
Arthurian legends, more bright
The White Stag nver' be caught
running the forests all day and all night
wonder be seen, the emblem of queens
ta a beautiful meaningful, sight
Legends and myths, they abound
tales of proportions large and not slight
touched by the scene, the wonder it means
a portent that things, be alright
Scots Gaelic:
An ruith ruadh na creagan anns a 'Ghàidhealtachd
tearc mar diamaint an geal
bha na seann daoine a 'smuaineachadh, a' toirt ionnsaigh orra
Uirsgeulan Artair, nas soilleir
The White Stag nver 'air a ghlacadh
ruith nan coilltean fad an latha agus fad na h-oidhche
iongnadh ri fhaicinn, suaicheantas nam banrighrean
tha sealladh brìghmhor brìghmhor
Sgeulachdan is uirsgeulan, tha iad gu leòr
sgeulachdan mu chuibhreannan mòra agus chan eil mòran
air a chuairteachadh leis an t-sealladh, an iongnadh a tha e a 'ciallachadh
portent a tha sin, bi gu ceart
Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 9:12 AM UTC