Casadh An Tsúgáin - The Bothy Band

Agus rinne mise cleas

Ag Tigh Mhic Ui Dhomhnaill aréir

Is an tarna cleas ag teach

An Ósta lena thaobh

An triú cleas ní bfhearr domh

A chur le mo scéal

Is gur mhinicí domh bheith ag caitheamh

An dúthracht mhaith léi

A Rí na bhfeart cad do chas

Ins a' dúiche seo mé?

'S gur mó cailín deas a gheobhainn

Im' dhúthaigín beag féin

Gur casadh mé isteach mar a raibh searc

Agus rún geal mo chléibh

Is chuir an tseanbhean amach mé

Ag casadh an tsúgáinín féir

Curfá:

Má bhíonn tú liom, bí liom

A stóirín mo chroí

Ma bhíonn tú liom, bí liom

Os comhair an tsaoil

Ma bhíonn tú liom, bí liom

Gach orlach de do chroí

Is é mo liom go fann nach liom

Dé Domhnaigh thú mar mhnaoí

Tá mo cheannsa liath le bliain

Is ní le críonnacht é

Ní bheathaíonn na briathra

Na bráithre pé sa domhan scéal é

Is táim i do dhiaidh le bliain

Is gan fáil agam ort féin

Is gur geall le fia mé ar sliabh

Go mbeadh gáir chon ina dhéidh

Do threabfainn, d’fhuirsinn

Chuirfinn síol ins a' chré

'S do dhéanfainn obair shocair

Álainn, mhín, réidh

Do chuirfinn crú fén each

Is mire shiúil riamh ar féar

Is ná héalaodh bean le fear

Ná déanfadh san féin

And I did a trick

At Tigh Mhic Ui Dhomhnaill last night

The second trick is at home

The Host by his side

The third trick I do not prefer

Add to my story

I often smoke

Her good dedication

King of miracles what your turn

Am I in this district?

And I find a pretty girl

I'm a little girl myself

That I turn in as was sweet

And the bright secret of my chest

And the old woman sent me out

Turning the grass rope

Chorus:

If you are with me, be with me

Sweetheart of my heart

If you are with me, be with me

In front of the world

If you are with me, be with me

Every inch of your heart

It's me faintly not mine

Sunday you as a woman

My head has been gray for a year

It is not with wisdom

The verbs do not feed

The brothers whatever in the story world

I have been after you for a year

I can't find you

I'm almost a deer on a mountain

That would be followed by a dog laugh

I would plow, I would plow

I would plant a seed in the clay

And I would do calm work

Beautiful, gentle, smooth

I would put a shoe under the horse

It's never crazy to walk on grass

A woman did not escape a man

Do not do it yourself