Altan — Amhrán Pheadair Bhreathnaigh song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Amhrán Pheadair Bhreathnaigh" by Altan.
Lyrics
Tráth chuaigh mé seal tamailt ar cuairt
Gur bhreatnaigh mé uaim an spéir
Thart fá na hoileáin ó thuaidh
Mar bheadh eilit agus cú 'na diaidh
'Sé deirfeadh gach duine fán chuan
Tráth thuirling mé anuas fán ché
Aithnim go maith ar do ghruaim
Gur fear thú a bhfuil ruaig do dhiaidh
Casadh domh cailín dheas óg
Ach má casadh sí a labhair go géar
Más fear thú a bhain do mhnaoi óig
Cha mholaim rómhór do «thrade»
Chonaic mé fear ar tír mór
Is é ag imeacht gan bhróg inné
Is dóigh liom gur tusa an fear óg
Is go bhfuil ort an tóir do dhiaidh
D’fhreagair mé an ainnir dheas óg
Mar ghlac sí go mór mo scéal
'Stad do do mhagadh níos mó
Nó ní duine den tseort sin mé
Ach suigh thusa anall I mo chomhair
Is bí ag an nós liom féin
Nó rachaidh mé os coinne mo shróin
Amach ar tír mór le léim
Thit muid I dtuirse 's I mbrón
Is d’fhiafraigh an óigbhean díom
Cá bhfaighimis gloine le hól
A thógfas an brón dar gcroí
Tá teach beag ar leataobh an róid
Agus coinníonn sé I gcónaí braon
Gabh thusa gus «rappal» ar an bhord
Is ní dhíolfaidh do phócaí phingin
Bhí biotáilte fairsing go leor
A raibh beagán 'á ól sa tír'
'S dá dtarrnóinnse Galún Uí Dhomhnaill
B’fhurast mo scór a dhíol
Lyrics translation
At the time I went in turn while travelling
That walsh I miss the sky
About one of the islands to the north
As would eilit and hound 'of eventually
'It deirfeadh everyone about the bay
At the time I landed past about the pier
Aithnim well on your gloom
That man you have chased your turn
Turns me girl south young
But if she turns to talk to sharp
If a man you involved your wife young
Cha mholaim too large for "thrade»
I saw a man on a great country
Is departing without shoe yesterday
I think that you are the young man
Is that you the popular your after
I replied the ye south young
As she took that great my story
'Stop your your mhagadh more
Or not one of the tseort that I
But sit thou here In a me
Is a be at the like me
Or I get the opposite my shróin
Out of country need to jump
We fell In dtuirse 's In sorrow
You asked the óigbhean me
Where to obtain a glass for drinking
To thógfas the sorrow according to hearts
There is a small house aside of the routes
And keeps it always drops
Go thou gus "rappal" on the board
Is not sells your pockets a penny
Was biotáilte quite extensive
Had a little 'drink in the country'
'S two dtarrnóinnse Gallon of O'donnells
B’fhurast my score to sell