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Clannad

Genres: Folk

Buachaill An Eirne Lyrics - Clannad

Verse 1 

Buachaill n Eirne m 's bhragfainn fin cailn deas g, 

 

Ni iarrfainn b spr lithe t m fin saibhir go leor, 

 

's liom Corcaigh 'a mhad , dh thaobh a ghleanna 's Tr Eoghain, 

 

's mura n-athra me basa 's m an t-oidhr' ar Chontae Mhaigeo. 

 

Verse 2 

Rachaidh m amrach a dhanamh leanna fn choill, 

 

Gan coite 's gan bd, gan grinnn briche ar bith liom, 

 

Ach duillir na gcraobh mar ide leapa os mo chionn, 

 

r 'sheacht mh'anam dag th 's t ag fachaint orm anall 

 

Verse 3 

Buachailleacht b, mo leo, nr chleacht m ariamh, 

 

Ach ag imirt 's ag 'l le hgmhn deasa f shliabh, 

 

M chaill m mo str n d' gur chaill m mo chiall, 

 

A's n m liom do phg n 'n bhrg at ar caitheamh le bliain. 

 

Verse 4 

A chuisle 's a str n ps an seanduine liath, 

 

Ach ps a' fear g, mo leo, mura maire s ach bliain, 

 

N beidh t go fill gan n mac os do chionn, 

 

A shilfeadh aon deoir trthnna n ar maidin go trom. 

 

Translation 

Verse 1 

I am a boy from the Erne and I'd coax a nice young girl, 

 

I wouldn't ask for a dowry with her, I'm rich enough myself, 

 

I own Cork, big as it is, both sides of the glen and Tyrone, 

 

And if I don't change my ways I'll be the heir for County Mayo. 

 

Verse 2 

I will go out tomorrow to make ale in the wood, 

 

Without a coracle or boat, without even a pinch of malt with me, 

 

With only the leaves of the branches as bed-cover over me 

 

Oh! and you, my delight, looking over at me. 

 

Verse 3 

Cow herding, alas, I did not never practice, 

 

But playing and drinking with young women on the mountainside, 

 

If I lost my wealth and I don't think I lost my sense, 

 

And your kiss is no more to me than a shoe worn for a year. 

 

My love and treasure, don't marry the old grey man, 

 

But marry a young man, alas, even though he lives but a year, 

 

Or you'll still be without a daughter or son above you, 

 

Who'd be crying in the afternoon or in the morning in sorrow. 

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