The Legend of Keribold

The Legend of Keribold

Long ago and far away
a maiden dared to dream
of a dashing handsome prince
a knight, well steeled and high-born
he.
Who’s to say what she will find
in this life’s story told?
Stay and hear my words to ken,
The Legend of Keribold.

Set the tale, time of old
after Rome had gone.
On Scotland
Gaelic raiders came.
(some lay with painted Picts.)
In the west it did grow
the kingdom Dal Riata fair.
Pagans lived without fear
of Celts’ Christian Ire
below.

Keri comes
A shepherdess she,
Gaelic and Pict descent.
Orphaned maid,
Hidden princess,
knows not she of this.
Her heart’s blood
the answer of kings,
secret yet revealed.
Listen my friends
the glory unfolds,
The Legend of Keri the Bold.

An Finsceal de Keritrom
O chionn fhada agus fada air falbh
mhaighdeann gabhail ri bruadar
de buaileadh eireachdail prionnsa
ridire, laidir agus ard-rugadh
E.
Co a tha ag innse de ghios I a lorg
Anns a bheatha so sgeulachd innse?
Fuirich agus a cluinntinn mo bhraithra gu
An Finsceal de Keritrom.

Suidhich an sgeul, am seann
An deidh Roimh air falbh.
air na h-Alba
Gaidhlig thainig creachadairean.
(Cuid luidh a pheantadh le Cruithnich.)
Ann an lar rinn e fas
An rioghachd Dal Raita cothromach.
Paganacha fuireach gun eagal
de Celts Criosdail Eirinn
Gu h-iosal.

Keri tighinn
A caorach i
Gaelig agus Pict shliochd.
gun mhathair oigh
Falaich phrionnsa
Tha fios nach I seo
A cridhe fuil
a freagairt nan righrean
Diomhair fhathast am follais.
Eist mo charaidean
gloir thachras
Tha uirsgeul Keri an dana.