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The Clancy Brothers - Eamonn an Chniuic lyrics
"Who is that outside That has fever in his voice Smashing at my locked door? I am Eamon of the Hill That is drowned wet and cold From forever-walking mountains and glens. My tragic fair one, and my chosen one, What should I do with you But to put you safe under my skirts? And that [gun]powder would blow back thickly on you And we will be extinguished as one. I am far outside under snow and under ice And without boldness or any spirit. My ploughland without a mark, my grassland without seed And these not in my ownership in any case. I have no friend, and this is a regret to me That I called early and late And that I must go overseas east Where I have no ties. **AND HERE, IN THE ORIGIONAL IRISH (gaelic)** Cé hé sin amugh a bhfuil faobhar ar a ghuth Ag réabadh mo dhorais dhúnta? Mise Éamonn an chnoic atá báiste fuair fliuch Ó shiorshiúl sléibhte is gleannta A léir-ghil is a chuid Cad a dhéanaimse dhuit Mura gcuirfinn ort binn de mo ghúna? Is go bfhuil púdar go tiubh á shiorshéadeadh leat Is go mbeimis araon múchta. Is fada mise amuigh faoi shneachta is faoi sioc Is gan dánach agam ar aon neach. Mo sheisreach gan scor, mo bhranar gan cur Agus gan iad agam ar aon chor. Níl chara agam, is danaid liom san Do ghlacfadh mé moch agus déanach Is go gcaithfidh mé dul thar farraige soir Ós ann nach bhfuil mo ghaolta. |
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