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| Clannad Magical Ring Coinleach Ghlas An Fhomhair [from gerard manning's list of clannad lyrics] I. Ar chonnlaigh ghlais an fhoghmhair A stirn gur dhearc m uaim Ba deas do chos i mbrig 'sba r-dheas do leagan siubhail. Do ghruaidh ar dhath na rsa 'sdo chirnn bh fighte dlith Monuar gan sinn 'r bpsadh N'r brd luinge 'triall 'un siubhail. Ii. T buachaill na h-ite seo A' gartha 'gus ag irghe teann Is lucht na gcochn rd A' denamh fruis do mo chailn donn D ngluaiseadh r na spinne Thar sile 's a shlighte cruinn Bhrighfinn far is fsach 's bhinn ar limh le mo chailn donn. Iii. Ceannacht buaibh ar aontaigh' D mbnn agus mo chailn donn Gluais is tar a chad-searc N go dtidh muid thar ghaoth-bearra 'nonn Go sgartar n-a chile Brr na gcraobh 's an eala n tuinn N sgarfar sin chile 's nl ach baois dbh chur 'n mur gcionn. Iv. Chuir m leitir scrobhtha Annsoir mo sweetheart agus casaoid ghar Chuir s chugam ars Go rabh a croidhe istuigh i lr mo chlibh. Cum na h-eala is mne N'n soda 's n cluimh na n-an Nach trom an osna ghnm-se Nuair a smaoitighim ar a bheith 'sgaradh li. V. 's chuala m/e d domhnaigh Mar chmhrdh 'gabhil eadar mhnibh Go rabh s 'gabhil 'a psadh Ar igfhear d bhfuil san it. A stirn glac mo chomhairle 's a' foghmhar seo fan mar t 's cha leigim le 'bhfuil beo th A str n 's t mo ghrdh. Translation [from larry keith ogle] On the green stubble-fields of autumn I saw you, my sweetheart. Nice were your feet in shoes And wonderful your nimble gait. Your hair the color of roses And your ringlets tightly plaited Alas that we're not married Or on board ship sailing away The boys around here are Laughing and getting bold And the people of the high straw? Are making ?? of my brown girl If the king of spain would Go abroad with his assembled men I would flatten grass and rank grass And i would be with my brown girl Buying cows at the fair If i were ? and my brown girl Go and come first love Until we go over to gaoth-bearra Until we separate from each other The tops of the branches and the swan From the waves ? That won't separate us And it's only folly for you to put it ?? I wrote a letter To my sweetheart and a sharp complaint She sent it back to me That her heart was inside me. Compose the artsswannoble person ? Finer than silk or bird feathers Heavy is my sigh When i think of being apart from her. What i heard on sunday As conversation among the women That she was going to be married To a young man from the place. Sweetheart take my advice And this autumn stay as you are And don't tell anyone, my love, That you are my love. |
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