Luyện nghe bài hát Alba

Air a' seoladh nan neoil
'S an domhain
Mar a' tighinn beo tro na sgothan
'S mi a' gu tir
nam beanntan ard
Nan lom
Thairis air na mointich
Nan coilltean 's nan
Ach 'se sealladh is gann
Tha an seo aig ceann thall an
Talamh alainn nan
Fhathast an duine no dithis
stolda mu dheas
Na fasaichean a
An taigh-mor an Dun-Eideann
Gun gun ghuth
chuir achadh ri achadh
Taigh ri
Gus nach bi ait an tir
An gabh comhnaidh air leth
Ach 's math bhith seo an drasd
A cur failt air a'
'San tir a tha cho ur an diugh
Is a bha i bha mi 'nam phaisd
*Bho 5-8

This flight is sailing the c

And the blue
The homeland like a developing photograph
Through the mists as I return to
I see Scotland of the mountains
And the empty
Flying low across the moorland
The and the glens
But
a wounding and a hollow
Here as we the end of the century
The beautiful soil of the
in the hands of the few
I see the of industry at a standstill
And the northern wasted
And the empty in Edinburgh

t or voice
You that have laid field upon
House upon
Till there be for you to be placed alone
In the of all the earth
But it is good for me to be now
As I the warmth
In this that's as exciting
for me
As it was the day I was