Seanchas

An seanchas gearr, an seanchas is fearr. An scal is giorra is milse I mbal. An chnid is l an chnid is fearr. Focal n dh m thaithnonn lig d. . Fol la 'lore'.

Seachran Charn Tsiaill

Ar mo tharraingt siar go Carn tSiail dom,. Go haonach bliantil n Fil' Muire Mr. Tharla an ainnir as an taobh aniar dom. Is go cianmhar 'gabhil tharam sa rd..

Scarlet Inside

Slowly, I look around. An angry sight for every sound. We stood with troubles all around. She's trampled on the ground. . Feel the sadness inside. I'm scarlet inside.

Robin (the Hooded Man)

Robin.... The Hooded Man. . Robin.... The Hooded Man.

Robin

Robin. The hooded man. . Robin. The hooded man. Robin. The hooded man. . Robin. The hooded man. Robin. The hooded man.

Rince Philib A'cheoil

Poirtn shein a tsoda. As rince philib a'cheoil. Dansa domhsa rince. Is seinnfidh mise an ceol. . Crf. ó s bhean nach deas. ó s bhean nach seoigh. ó s bhean nach deas.

Rince Briotanach

Ri Na Cruinne

Ri na cruinne. Ta na daoine ag milleadh. An chine daonna. Nil muid curamach go leor. . (a) ri na cruinne. Ta'n duira scriosadh. O bhliain go bliain. Nil muid faichilleach go leor.

Primeval Sun

Pretty Maid, The

It was on a fine summer's morning. The birds sweetly tune on each bough. And as I walked out for my pleasure. I saw a maid milking a cow. . Her voice was so enchanting, melodious.

Pretty Maid

It was on a fine summer's morning. The birds sweetly tune on each bough. And as I walked out for my pleasure. I saw a maid milking a cow. . Her voice was so enchanting, melodious.

Predator

Poison Glen, The

Way up there in the poison glen. Sun's going down on the misty mountain. And I'm watching. And wondering. Feeling something from long ago. . Haunted echo that surrounds the glen.

Poison Glen

Way up there in the poison glen. Sun's going down on the misty mountain. And I'm watching. And wondering. Feeling something from long ago. . Haunted echo that surrounds the glen.

Planxty Burke

Planxty Browne

Pirates, The

Pirates

Passing Time

Back in my schooldays, acting the fool days. One and one and one is three. And the man said, Hey, come and cut yourself a piece of the big time. Armor-clad forces, riding Trojan horses.

Other Side, The

When it's gone and you want it so badly. Game of love is a two way street. From above there comes inspiration. Darkest clouds will disappear. . Take it down, put it in your diary.