Gaelic Storm — An Poc Ar Buile song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "An Poc Ar Buile" by Gaelic Storm.
Lyrics
Ar mo ghabháil dom siar chum Droichead Ui Mhórdha
Pice im dhóid is mé dui i meitheal
Cé chasfai orm i gcumar ceoidh
Ach pocán crón is é ar buile!
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú
Ail-li-liú, tá an poc ar buile.
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú, tá an poc ar buile!
Do ritheamar trasna tri ruilleogach
Is du ghluais an comhrac ar fud na muinge.
Is treascairt da bhfuai sé sna turtóga
Chuas ina ainneoin ar a dhroim le tuinneamh
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú
Ail-li-liú, tá an poc ar buile.
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú, tá an poc ar buile!
Nior fhag se carriag go raibh scót ann,
Ná gur rith le fórsa chun mé a mhilleadh
Is ea ansin do chaith se an leim ba mho
Le fána mhór na Faille Brice
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú
Ail-li-liú, tá an poc ar buile.
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú, tá an poc ar buile!
The Gardai came from the town of Ballyroche
For to catch that goat with sticks and switches
The goat gave the Captain a kick up his arse,
And his horn made rags of his band-new britches!
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú
Ail-li-liú, tá an poc ar buile.
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú, tá an poc ar buile!
InDangean Ui Chúis le haghaidh an tráthóna
Bhi an sagart paróiste amach nár gcoinnibh
Is é duirt gurbh é and diabhal ba dhóigh leis.
An ghaibh an treo ar phocán buile!
Lyrics translation
On my catch me back sleeve Bridge Ui Mhórdha
Pitch im dhóid is I consulting group
How chasfai me in junction ceoidh
But pocán crón is furious!
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú
Ail-li-liú, has the puck on rage.
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú, has the puck on a mad!
Your ritheamar across three ruilleogach
Is a du glossary the fight across the muinge.
Is treascairt da bhfuai it in the turtóga
Cavity in spite of his back with tuinneamh
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú
Ail-li-liú, has the puck on rage.
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú, has the puck on a mad!
By departing se carriag had scót there,
Was that run with force to I to destroy
Yes then your spent se the leap was mho
With a large slope of the Opportunistic Brice
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú
Ail-li-liú, has the puck on rage.
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú, has the puck on a mad!
The Gardai came from the town of Ballyroche
For to catch that goat with sticks and switches
The goat gave the Captain a kick up his arse,
And his horn made rags of his band-new britches!
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú
Ail-li-liú, has the puck on rage.
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú, has the puck on a mad!
InDangean Ui Reason for the tráthóna
Played the parish priest out not debited
It is said that it and devil was in him.
The ghaibh the direction of phocán mad!