Runrig - An Ubhal As Airde ( The Highest Apple) Intro: D

^DComhla r^Bmium A t^Gha thu an drasd Mo sh^Emuilean duinte, mo ch^Duimhne dan Nam sheasamh a' co^Bmimhead Gach c^Emnoc is gach tr^Daigh Is an s^Giol a dh^D'fhag thu a^Ann a 'f^Das

Tha an g^Darradh l^Bman Le cr^Gaobhan treun Le ^Emmeas a' fas dhuinn ^Dann ri bhuain Ubhlan ab^Bmaich M^Emilis ge^Dur Ach tha a^Gon ubha^Dl nach ruig s^Ainn idir a^Dir

^BmSeididh g^Gaoth is de^Aarrsaidh g^Drian ^DTro mheas nan craobhan l^Ginn gu l^Dinn Ach t^Dhig an ^Bmla is t^Emhig an ^Dt-am Airson an u^Gbhal as a^Dirde Air a' ch^Araobh a b^Dhuain

^DIs co 'nar m^Bmeasg A m^Ghaireas la Seachad ^Emair am is air o^Didhche fhein A liuthad u^Bmair A s^Emhreap mi s^Duas Air^Gson an ub^Dhal as ai^Arde chur gu b^Deul

^BmSeididh g^Gaoth is de^Aarrsaidh g^Drian ^DTro mheas nan craobhan l^Ginn gu l^Dinn Ach t^Dhig an ^Bmla is t^Emhig an ^Dt-am Airson an u^Gbhal as a^Dirde Air a' ch^Araobh a b^Dhuain

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

Runrig - An ubhal as airde