Buachaill on Eirne me 's bhreagfainn cailin deas og
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Ni iarrfainn bo spre lei ta me fhein saibhir go leor
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'S liom Corcaigh da mheid e, dha thaobh
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a' ghleanna 's Tir Eoghain
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'S mura n-athrai me beasai 's me n' t-oidhr'
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ar Chontae Mhaigh Eo
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Rachaidh me 'marach ag dheanamh leanna fan choill
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Gan choite gan bad gan grainnin brach' ar bith liom
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Ach duilliur na gcraobh mar eadaigh leapa os mo chionn
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'S oro sheacht m'anam deag thu 's tu 'feachaint orm anall
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Buachailleacht bo, mo leo, nar chleacht mise ariamh
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Ach ag imirt 's ag ol le h'ogmhna deasa an tsliabh
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Ma chaill me mo stor ni moide gur chaill me mo chiall
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A's ni mo liom do phog na'n bhrog ataim ag caitheamh le bliain
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Translation
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I'm a boy from Lough Erne and I could charm a nice young girl
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I would not ask for her wealth as I am rich enough myself
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I own a good part of Cork, two sides of the glen in Tyrone
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And not to repeat myself I'm the heir of County Mayo
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I will go tomorrow to make ale in the wood
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Without a cot without a boat without a pinch of gruel with me
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But leaves of the branches as bedclothes over my head
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And think well done for you as you watch me from over there
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A cowherd, my pet, I've never been accustomed to be
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Instead of playing and drinking with the nice young women
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on the mountain side
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If I lost my riches I probably didn't lose my senses
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And your kiss is no more to me now than a shoe worn for a year
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Buachaill On Eirne
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| The Corrs |
