| Sabre, bha mi eolach art fad mo bheatha
Sabre, Oh mar a tha mi gad ionndrainn
le do shorn, mhor, fluich
agus suilean dubh liomharra
bha fhios agam gur tu bh’ann, daonnan
Sabre, oh tha mi gad ionndrainn
le do chlusan subailte
agus do phogan boga
air feadh m’aodann
bha fhios agam gur tu bh’ann daonnan
Sabre, oh tha mi gad ionndrainn
le do chasan ior
agus druin dubh
bha thu a ‘leum orm, daonnan
ach bhithinn direach gaireachdainn,
Oh Sabre
bha fhios agam gur tu bh’ann daonnan
Sabre, oh tha mi gad ionndrainn
‘se deagh charaid dhomhsa bh’annad
fhads a bha tha beo.
Comhdaich mi thu le siota
airson nach b’urrain dhomh d’fhaicinn
bha mi caoineath aibhrichean de dheur
nuair a bhasaich thu
bha fhios agam
gur tu bh’ann,
daonnan
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Sabre I knew you all my life
Sabre oh how I miss you so
with your big wet nose
and glossy black eyes
I could always tell it was you
Sabre oh how I miss you so
with your floppy ears
and your soppy kisses
all over my face
I could always tell it was you
Sabre oh how I miss you so
with your golden legs
and black back
you always used to pounce on me
but I would just laugh
Oh Sabre
I could always tell it was you
Sabre oh how I miss you so
you were an excellent friend
while you were alive.
I cried rivers of tears when you died
I covered you with a bed sheet
so I couldn’t see you
because if I saw you
I would cry even more
but still
I could always tell it was you
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