A very good sailing song in Scottish gaelic, by Julie Fowlis

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English Translation: Chorus (after each verse): Although I sailed to foreign countries Sadness did not linger in my mind Although I sailed to foreign countries We sailed from Boston On a voyage to the Indies We came to an agreement with a skipper Of a handsome ship Three days before Christmas Bad weather descended upon us The wind blew strongly with rain And stinging hailstones When the inch-thick ropes froze They became three inches in girth We lost the skin of our hands And our arms were tired of the struggle Five of the crewmembers were standing And seven were prone I spent three days and three nights At the wheel during the storm That is when the skipper said "Do not yield, stout-hearted lads When you reach port "Your dram will be certain" My mother is dejected Because she does not expect me to return