A lovely Gaelic song Sine Bhan written by Duncan Johnston from Lagavulin, Isle of Islay. With lots of lovely pictures of Islay. Blàth nan cailin, Sìne Bhàn Reul nan nighean, dìleas òg, Cuspair dìomhair i dom dhàn, Gràdh mo chridh', an rìbhinn òg. Àros sona bh' againn thall Àirigh mhonaidh, innis bhò. Sgaoil ar sonas uainn air ball Mar roinneas gaoth nam fuar-bheann ceò. Bruaillean cogaidh anns an tìr Faic an long a' togail sheòl, Cluinn an druma 's fuaim na pìob Faic na suinn a' dol air bòrd. Feumaidh mise triall gun dàil Chi mi 'm bàrr a croinne sròl. M' eudail bhàn, o soraidh slàn Na caoin a luaidh, na sil na deòir. Cha ghaoir-cath' no toirm a' chàs' Dh'fhàg min dràsd' fo gheilt is bròn 'S e na dh'fhàg mi air an tràigh, Sìne Bhàn a rinn mo leòn. Sìnte 'n seo air achadh blàir, 'S duine 'mhàin cha tig nam chòir O, 's nach robh mi anns an Àird Le Sine Bhàn a' ruith nam bò. Ma tha e 'n dàn mi bhith slàn Stadaidh ràn nan gunnan mòr Am Baile Mhonaidh nì mi tàmh Le Sìne Bhàn, mo rìbhinn òg. Translation: Flower of the girls, fair Jean Star of maidens, faithful and young Secret subject of my song Love of my heart, the young lass. A happy house had we over yonder A moorland sheiling, cattle pasture Scattered was our happiness suddenly As the wind drives the mist from the cold mountains. The tumult of war was in the land See the ship raising sail Hear the drum and the sound of the pipes See the heroes going on board. If it my fate to keep my health When the sound of the big guns will cease In Baile Mhonaidh I will stay With fair Jean, my young lass.