Luar Na Lubre — Gran Sol song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Gran Sol" by Luar Na Lubre.
Lyrics
Óró, sé do bheatha 'bhaile,
Óró, sé do bheatha 'bhaile,
Óró, sé do bheatha 'bhaile
Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh.
Sé do bheatha, a bhean ba léanmhar,
Do b' é ár gcreach tú bheith i ngéibheann,
Do dhúiche bhreá i seilbh méirleach,
Is tú díolta leis na Gallaibh.
Tá Gráinne Mhaol ag teacht thar sáile,
Óglaigh armtha léi mar gharda,
Gaeil iad féin is ní Gaill ná Spáinnigh,
Is cuirfidh siad ruaig ar Ghallaibh.
A bhuí le Rí na bhFeart go bhfeiceam,
Mura mbeam beo ina dhiaidh ach seachtain,
Gráinne Mhaol agus míle gaiscíoch,
Ag fógairt fáin ar Ghallaibh.
Lyrics translation
Óró, it's your life 'home,
Óró, it's your life 'home,
Óró, it's your life 'home
Now the arrival of the summer.
It's your life, a woman was afflicted,
For b' is our prey, you be in bondage,
Your district want in the possession of méirleach,
You sold to the Foreigners.
Is She Blunt come over the sea,
Forces armed her as a guard,
Gaels themselves not Foreigners nor Spaniards,
Will they rout on the Foreigners.
Thanks to the King of miracles that I might see,
If mbeam alive after just a week,
Gráinne Blunt and a thousand warriors,
Banishing Foreigners.