Runrig — An Ubhal As Airde letra e tradução
A página contém a letra e a tradução em português da música "An Ubhal As Airde" de Runrig.
Letra
Comhla rium
A tha thu an drasd
Mo shuilean duinte, mo chuimhne dan
Nam sheasamh a' coimhead
Gach cnoc is gach traigh
Is an siol a dh’fhag thu ann a 'fas
Tha an garradh lan
Le craobhan treun
Le meas a' fas dhuinn ann ri bhuain
Ubhlan abaich
Milis geur
Ach tha aon ubhal nach ruig sinn idir air
Is co 'nar measg
A mhaireas la Seachad air am is air oidhche fhein
A liuthad uair
A shreap mi suas
Airson an ubhal as airde chur gu beul
Seididh gaoth is dearrsaidh grian
Tro mheas nan craobhan lin gu lin
Ach thig an la is thig an t-am
Airson an ubhal as airde
Air a' chraobh a bhuain
The Highest Apple
At present
All you were is with me My eyes closed, my memory confident
Standing here watching
Each hill and shoreline
With the seed you left
Still growing
The garden is well stocked
With mighty trees
With fruit growing for the whole world
Ripe, sweet
And bitter apples
And the one apple
That is beyond reach
Who amongst us Can exist a single day
Beyond our own time and our own limits
Countless and futile
Are times I’ve climbed
To reach and taste
The forbidden fruit
The winds will blow
And the sun will shine
From generation to generation
Through the trees of the garden
But the day and the hour
Will surely come
To take the highest apple
Tradução da letra
Comhla rium
A tha thu an drasd
Mo shuilean duinte, mo chuimhne dan
Nam sheasamh a ' coimhead
Gach cnoc is gach traigh
É um siol a dh'fhag thu ann a ' fas
Tha an garradh lan
Le craobhan treun
Le meas a ' fas dhuinn ann ri bhuain
Ubhlan abaich
Milis geur
Ach tha aon ubhal nach ruig sinn idir air
É sarampo co ' nar
A mhaireas la Seachad air am is air oidhche fhein
A liuthad uair
A shreap mi suas
Airson an ubhal as airde chur gu beul
Seididh gaoth is dearrsaidh grian
Tra mheas nan craobhan lin gu lin
Ach thig an la is thig an t-am
Airson an ubhal as airde
Air a ' chraobh a bhuain
A Maçã Mais Alta
Actualmente
Tudo o que foste foi comigo Os meus olhos fechados, a minha memória confiante
De pé aqui a ver
Cada colina e Costa
Com a semente que deixaste
Ainda a crescer
O jardim está bem abastecido
Com árvores poderosas
Com fruticultura para todo o mundo
Madura, doce
E maçãs amargas
E a única maçã
Que está além do alcance
Quem entre nós pode existir um único dia
Além do nosso tempo e dos nossos limites
Incontáveis e fúteis
São tempos em que escalei
Para alcançar e provar
O fruto proibido
Os ventos soprarão
E o sol brilhará
De geração em geração
Através das árvores do jardim
Mas o dia e a hora
Certamente virá
Para tomar a maçã mais alta