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Scruit er Fastyr Aalin.
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Yn fastyr aalin shoh ta gerjagh mee
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This beautiful afternoon that comforts me
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Tra ta yn gheay wooar er ghoaill shee
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When the great wind has taken rest
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As ushagyn ta jannoo kiaull
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And birds that make music
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Tra t’ad çheet thie er gys nyn oayll
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When they come home to where they dwell
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Ta’n ghrian goll sheese er yn cheayn heer
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The sun is going down on the western sea
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Fud bodjalyn dy chullyr keear
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Amongst dark coloured clouds
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Ta’n druight nish shilley veih’n aer
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The dew is now precipitating from the sky
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Dy ooraghey yn joan as faiyr
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To freshen the dust and the grass
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Ta’n lossey ghreiney nish ersooyl
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The burn of the sun is now gone
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As t’eh feer taitnysagh dy hooyl
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And it is very pleasurable to walk
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Dy akin yindysyn y Çhiarn
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To see the wonders of the Lord
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Ren ad y chummey ayns dagh ayrn
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Who made them in every part
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As ta mish yeearree dy chur booise
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And I want to give thanks
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Er son ny bannaghtyn ta wheesh
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For the blessings that are so many,
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Ta’n imbagh aalin gerjagh mee
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The beautiful season that comforts me
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As jannoo boggey da my chree
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And makes joy for my heart
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Booise dy row hood er son dy braa
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Thanks be to you for ever
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Yn Jee shen ta fegooish caghlaa
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That god who is without change
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As lheid yn ghraih shen hug eh dooin
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And such is the love he gave to us
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Tra va shin ayns nyn beccaghyn
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When we were in our sins.
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