Letra de Siol Ghoraidh
The children of my family The children of my family The children of my own family The children of my family The children of my family The children of my own familyEighteen teams of horses On the field of Aird a Mhorrain The young men were ploughing On the day the Sleat people cameThe geneology of Goraidh The sons of Ruairi The children of Ranald The children of DonaldGeneration to generation Name to name My time is now To walk this corner of UistThe children of my family The children of my family The children of my own family The children of my family The children of my family The children of my own familyBlack was the colour of the blood That flowed like a flood to the land The arrow, the long sword Through the generosity of the Udal peopleThe geneology of Goraidh The sons of Ruairi The children of Ranald The children of DonaldGeneration to generation Name to name My time is now To walk this corner of UistThe children of my family The children of my family The children of my own family The children of my family The children of my family The children of my own familyGeneration to generation Name to name My time is now To walk this corner of Uist