Chords with lyrics
Runrig - An Ubhal As Airde (The Highest Apple)
Intro: D MajorD
D MajorD B minorBm
Comhla rium
G+G
A augmentedA tha thu an drasd
E minorEm D MajorD
Mo shuilean duinte, mo chuimhne dan
B minorBm
Nam sheasamh a' coimhead
E minorEm D MajorD
Gach cnoc is gach traigh
G+G D MajorD A augmentedA D MajorD
Is an siol a dh'fhag thu ann a 'fas
D MajorD B minorBm
Tha an garradh lan
G+G
Le craobhan treun
E minorEm D MajorD
Le meas a' fas dhuinn ann ri bhuain
B minorBm
Ubhlan abaich
E minorEm D MajorD
Milis geur
G+G D MajorD A augmentedA D MajorD
Ach tha aon ubhal nach ruig sinn idir air
B minorBm G+G A augmentedA D MajorD
Seididh gaoth is dearrsaidh grian
D MajorD G+G D MajorD
Tro mheas nan craobhan linn gu linn
D MajorD B minorBm E minorEm D MajorD
Ach thig an la is thig an t-am
G+G D MajorD
Airson an ubhal as airde
A augmentedA D MajorD
Air a' chraobh a bhuain
D MajorD B minorBm
Is co 'nar measg
G+G
A augmentedA mhaireas la
E minorEm D MajorD
Seachad air am is air oidhche fhein
B minorBm
A augmentedA liuthad uair
E minorEm D MajorD
A augmentedA shreap mi suas
G+G D MajorD A augmentedA D MajorD
Airson an ubhal as airde chur gu beul
B minorBm G+G A augmentedA D MajorD
Seididh gaoth is dearrsaidh grian
D MajorD G+G D MajorD
Tro mheas nan craobhan linn gu linn
D MajorD B minorBm E minorEm D MajorD
Ach thig an la is thig an t-am
G+G D MajorD
Airson an ubhal as airde
A augmentedA D MajorD
Air a' chraobh a bhuain
Enjoy!
Gaelic translation:
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
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
From the knowledge tree
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
From the knowledge tree