Nuair a bhios mi air leabaidh a’ bhàis,
b’ fheàrr leam gun rachadh agam air a ràdh
gun do chosg a’bheatha gu h-ait mi
na gun do chaomhain mi fhìn a’bheatha.
Translations of this Poem
When I lie on the brink of death,
I would sooner be able to say
that life had gaily spent me
than that I had scrimped on life.