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Текст песни Buachaill On Eirne

Buachaill Гіn Г‰irne mГ© 's bhrГ©agfainn cailГn deas Гіg
NГ iarrfainn bГі sprГ© lГ©i tГЎ mГ© fhГ©in saibhir go leor
'S liom Corcaigh da mhГ©id Г©, dhГЎ thaobh
A' ghleanna 's TГr Eoghain
'S mura n-athraГ mГ© bГ©asaГ 's mГ© n' t-oidhr'
Ar Chontae Mhaigh Eo

Rachaidh mГ© 'mГЎrach ag dhГ©anamh leanna fГЎn choill
Gan choite gan bГЎd gan grГЎinnГn brach' ar bith liom
Ach duilliГєr na gcraobh mar Г©adaigh leapa os mo chionn
'S ГіrГі sheacht m'anam dГ©ag thГє 's tГє 'fГ©achaint orm anall

Buachailleacht bГі, mo leo, nГЎr chleacht mise ariamh
Ach ag imirt 's ag Гіl le h'ГіgmhnГЎ deasa an tsliabh
MГЎ chaill mГ© mo stГіr nГ moide gur chaill mГ© mo chiall
A's nГ mГі liom do phГіg nГЎ'n bhrГіg atГЎim ag caitheamh le bliain

Translation

I'm a boy from Lough Erne and I could charm a nice young girl
I would not ask for her wealth as I am rich enough myself
I own a good part of Cork, two sides of the glen in Tyrone

And not to repeat myself I'm the heir of County Mayo
I will go tomorrow to make ale in the wood
Without a cot without a boat without a pinch of gruel with me
But leaves of the branches as bedclothes over my head
And think well done for you as you watch me from over there

A cowherd, my pet, I've never been accustomed to be
Instead of playing and drinking with the nice young women
On the mountain side
If I lost my riches I probably didn't lose my senses
And your kiss is no more to me now than a shoe worn for a year