Cad É Sin Don Té Sin? - Skara Brae

Chuaigh mé 'un aonaigh 's dhíol mé mo bhó

Ar chúig phunta airgid 's ar ghiní bhuí óir

Má ólaim an t-airgead is má bhronnaim an t-ór

Ó cad é sinn don te sin nach mbaineann sin dó?

Má ólaim an t-airgead is má bhronnaim an t-ór

Ó cad é sinn don te sin nach mbaineann sin dó?

Má théim 'na choilleadh chraobhaigh 'cruinniú sméara nó cnó

A baint ullaí do ghéaga nó a buachailleacht bó

Má shínim seal uaire faoi chrann a dhéanamh só

Ó cad é sinn don te sin nach mbaineann sin dó?

Má shínim seal uaire faoi chrann a dhéanamh só

Ó cad é sinn don te sin nach mbaineann sin dó?

Má théimse chuig airnéal 's rince 's spórt

Chuig aonaigh nó rásaí, 's gach cruinniú den tseoirt

Má bhíonn daoine súgach, 's má bhím súgach leo

Ó cad é sinn don te sin nach mbaineann sin dó?

Má bhíonn daoine súgach, 's má bhím súgach leo

Ó cad é sinn don te sin nach mbaineann sin dó?

Deir daoine go bhfuil mé gan rath is gan dóigh

Gan earraí, gan éadal, gan bólacht nó stór

Ach má tá mise sásta mo chónaí i gcró

Ó cad é sinn don te sin nach mbaineann sin dó?

Má tá mise sásta mo chónaí i gcró

Ó cad é sinn don te sin nach mbaineann sin dó?

I went to the fair and sold my cow

For five pounds of silver and a yellow guinea of ​​gold

If I drink the money I give the gold

Oh what are we to that hot one that doesn't belong to him?

If I drink the money I give the gold

Oh what are we to that hot one that doesn't belong to him?

If I go to the forest of branches 'gathering of berries or nuts

Dehorning your limbs or cowering

If I extend an hour's spell under a tree it becomes a luxury

Oh what are we to that hot one that doesn't belong to him?

If I extend an hour's spell under a tree it becomes a luxury

Oh what are we to that hot one that doesn't belong to him?

If I go to school and dance and sport

To fairs or races, and all meetings of the sort

If people are juicy, and if I am juicy with them

Oh what are we to that hot one that doesn't belong to him?

If people are juicy, and if I am juicy with them

Oh what are we to that hot one that doesn't belong to him?

People say I'm hopeless and hopeless

No goods, no goods, no cattle or store

But if I am happy I live in a hole

Oh what are we to that hot one that doesn't belong to him?

If I am happy I live in peace

Oh what are we to that hot one that doesn't belong to him?