Bheadh Buachaillin Deas Ag Sile - Solas
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Bheadh Buachaillin Deas Ag Sile - Solas

Альбом
The Hour Before Dawn
Год
2006
Язык
`Irish`
Длительность
192330

Below is the lyrics of the song Bheadh Buachaillin Deas Ag Sile , artist - Solas with translation

Lyrics " Bheadh Buachaillin Deas Ag Sile "

Original text with translation

Bheadh Buachaillin Deas Ag Sile

Solas

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Bheadh buachaillín deas ag Síle

Dá bpósadh sí mé mar fhear

Mharóinn an breac ar an taoide

Is coinín ar an ndumhaigh chomh maith

Ní iarfainn leí capall ná caoire

Airgead buí ná geal

Mar go mb’fhearr liomsa agam mar mhnaoí í

Ná aon inion rí dar mhair

Tá máithair gan taise ag Síle

Is ní bhraitheann sí a croí rómhaith

Tá sparán mór fada aici líonta

Ag lorg talamh gan cíos le fear

Chuma léi ard é nó íseal

Ba chuma léi búi nó geal

O ba chuma léi cam é nó díreach

Ach bheith aige caoire is ba

Ní mar sin mar mheasann mo Shíle

B’fhearr léi mise na míle fear

Mar is meidhreach sea sheinnfinn ar phíob di

'S is greannta do rincfinn dreas

Chuirfinnse i dtalamh na síolta

Is bhainfinn arís thar n-ais

'S nuair a thiocfainnse abhaile ní bhruíonfainn

Ach ag reacaireacht grinn lem' shearc

Tá mo mhargadh socair le Síle

Is ní bhrisfeadh Éire ar fad

Gan spleáchas dá máthair ná muintir

Rachaidh sí chun cinn gan stad

Pósfainn sa chathair an mhí seo

'S an sagart á dhíol go maith

Is ní dóichí go bhfanam sa tír seo

Ach ag reachtaireacht síos amach

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Síle would have a nice boy

If she married me as a man

The trout would kill on the tide

It's a rabbit on the dune as well

I would not ask her for a horse or a sheep

Yellow or bright silver

Because I prefer her as a wife

No surviving daughter of a king

Síle has a mother without moisture

She does not feel her heart too well

She has a big long purse stuffed

Looking for rent free land with a man

She seemed high or low

She seemed yellow or bright

O she seemed crooked or straight

But having sheep and cows

Not so my Síle thinks

She would rather have me than a thousand men

As merry yes I would play a pipe for her

And it's a fun dance

I planted in the ground the seeds

I would get back over

And when I came home I would not push

But jokingly joking with my love

My market is calm with Síle

And not the whole of Ireland would break

Regardless of her mother or family

She will progress relentlessly

I would get married in the city this month

The priest is selling well

I am unlikely to stay in this country

But legislating down out

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