Buachaill A³n A‰irne mAⓒ is bhrAⓒagfainn fAⓒin cailAn deas A³g.
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NA iarrfainn bA³ sprAⓒ lAⓒi, tA¡ mAⓒ fAⓒin saibhir go leor
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Is liom Corcaigh dA¡ mhAⓒid Aⓒ, dhA¡ thaobh an ghleanna, is TAr Eoghain,
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Is mura n-athra' mAⓒ bAⓒasaA, is mAⓒ an t-oidhre ar chontae Mhuigheo.
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Buachailleacht bA³, mo leo, nA¡r chleacht mise riamh
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ach ag imirt is ag A³l le hA³gmhnA¡ deasa fA¡ shliabh.
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MA¡ chaill mAⓒ mo stA³r nA mA³ide gur chaill mAⓒ mo chiall
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Is nA mA³ liom do phA³g nA¡ an bhrA³g atA¡ ar caitheamh le bliain.
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Rachaidh mAⓒ amA¡rach a dhAⓒanamh leanna fA¡n choill,
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gan coite gan bA¡d gan grA¡inAn brach' ar bith liom,
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ach duilliAºir na gcraobh mar Aⓒide leaba os mo cheann
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is A³rA³, a sheacht m'anam dAⓒag thAº, is tAº ag fAⓒachaint orm anall.
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[Translation:]
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I am a boy from Ireland and I'd coax a nice young girl,
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I wouldn't ask for a dowry with her, I'm rich enough myself,
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I own Cork, big as it is both sides of the glen and Tyrone,
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And if I don't change my ways I'll be the heir for County Mayo.
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Cow herding, my Leo, I did not never practice,
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But playing and drinking with new young women by the mountain.
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If I lost my wealth and I don't think I lost my sense,
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And your kiss is no more to me than a show worn for a year.
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My love and treasure, don't marry the old grey man,
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But marry a young man, my Leo, even though he lives but a year,
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Or you'll still be without a daughter or son above you,
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Crying in the afternoon or in the morning hard.
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Buachhaill On Eirne
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| The Corrs |
