An Diolaim: Folk Roots of One of Ireland's Groups
Clannad lyrics
Clannad lyrics
"An Gabhar Ban Lyrics"
Track 98 (heaven And Hell) Lyrics
Sing me a song, you're a singer. Do me a wrong, you're a bringer of evil. The devil is only a maker,The less that you give, you're a taker. And it goes on
Sing me a song, you're a singer. Do me a wrong, you're a bringer of evil. The devil is only a maker,The less that you give, you're a taker. And it goes on
Sa tsean ghleann thiar a bhi s raibh
Go dt gur fhs na hadharc uirthi
Bliain is cad is corradh laethe
Go dtinig an aois go tran uirthi
Bhi s gcr bheag ins an cheo
Go dtinig feileoin is gur alaigh s
Thart an rd san bealach mr
Gur lean a tir go gear uirthi.
Hey you give me no choice I entertain by the silence That you created by noise Hey I'm flirting inside I need the floor opened up For
Ni raibh nduine ar a tir ach donnch g
Is dith s an ln san t-anlann air
Ni raibh aige ina dhorn ach ceap tine mr
Agus leag s anuas n arradh
Nuair a chuala an gabhar bn go raibh s ar lr
Thug s lim chun trrthla
Thug s rs s ni raibh s ssta
Is leag s spon an tillira.
In My Dreams Lyrics
(Paul Kennerley) When the sun goes down on the other side of town tonight And the world is asleep dreamin' in the deep moonlight I'll slip away in the s
Chomh cruinn le rn gur thg s feoil
Gan pis gan mrn dibhirce
Ach dith s cib agus barr an fhraoich
Slnls min is craobhgai
Draoin is dreas is cuilcann glas
Gach n ar dhath na h-inleoga
Cutharn slibhe, duillir file
Caora srana agus blainsogai.
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Softer Ride Lyrics
(LancasterParfitt) I ain't gonna work I ain't gonna work no more Stay in bed Til' I'm satisfied And let my head Take a softer rider />
Chuaigh s dhol cios le caiftn spits
Is chraethnaigh a croi go dtrigf
Chaith s an oche ar bheagn bidh
Mar ndil is go geasfa far uirthi
Dfan s a iche I dtin ros coill
Is chaith sgo plisra
Go dtinig an slua ar maidin go luath
Is thug siad amach as éirinn .
(LancasterParfitt) I ain't gonna work I ain't gonna work no more Stay in bed Til' I'm satisfied And let my head Take a softer ride
Chuaigh s dhol cios le caiftn spits
Is chraethnaigh a croi go dtrigf
Chaith s an oche ar bheagn bidh
Mar ndil is go geasfa far uirthi
Dfan s a iche I dtin ros coill
Is chaith sgo plisra
Go dtinig an slua ar maidin go luath
Is thug siad amach as éirinn .