Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Eoghainín Ó Ragadáin, artist - Altan. Album song The Best Of Altan - The Songs, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Record label: Virgin
Song language: Irish
Eoghainín Ó Ragadáin(original) |
Is trua gán mé thiar |
Ag Eoghainín Ó Ragadáin |
Seachtain nó dhó go gcóiríodh |
S m’fhallaing domh |
Mise gach neoin a breith 'seoladh |
A chuid eallaigh dó |
'S mé bheith ag baint chnó |
Faoi theorainn an bhaile seo |
Is Ailín na rún |
Na rún is na rún |
Do Úna Ní Ailleagáin |
Corraigh do chroí |
Tá cailín beag thíos anseo |
A bhfuil páirc mhaith phise aici |
Knot ina cúl |
Is níl imeacht ar fhear aici |
Sílidh sí féin go bhfuil |
Spalpaire fir aici |
Ach bheirimse an leabhair duit |
Ré fear ar bith aici |
Is Ailín na rún |
Na rún is na rún |
Do Úna Ní Ailleagáin |
Corraigh do chroí |
Nuair a thigimsa ón tsliabh |
Bíonn cliabh den mhóin orm |
Suímsa síos bíonn fuacht |
Agus tuirse orm |
'Sé duirt ainnir na gcliabh |
Gan stiall de do bhrat agam |
Is trua gan do ghiall beag |
Thiar faoi fhód agam |
Is Ailín na rún |
Na rún is na rún |
Do Úna Ní Ailleagáin |
Corraigh do chroí |
Is trua gán mé thiar |
Ag Eoghainín Ó Ragadáin |
Seachtain nó dhó go gcóiríodh |
S m’fhallaing domh |
Mise gach neoin a breith 'seoladh |
A chuid eallaigh dó |
'S mé bheith ag baint chnó |
Faoi theorainn an bhaile seo |
Is Ailín na rún |
Na rún is na rún |
Do Úna Ní Ailleagáin |
Corraigh do chroí |
(translation) |
It's a pity I'm not west |
By Eoghainín Ó Ragadáin |
Fixed a week or two |
It's my fault |
I am every neon born 'address |
His cattle to him |
I'm harvesting nuts |
Bounded by this town |
Ailín is the secret |
The secrets and secrets |
To Úna Ní Ailleagáin |
Stir your heart |
A little girl is down here |
Which has a good pea pitch |
Knot in the back |
She's not going to leave a man |
She thinks she is |
Spalpaire fir aici |
But I'll give you the book |
Her man era |
Ailín is the secret |
The secrets and secrets |
To Úna Ní Ailleagáin |
Stir your heart |
When I come from the mountain |
I have a basket of peat |
Sitting down is cold |
And I'm tired |
'Said the ainir of the baskets |
I have no strip of your blanket |
It's a pity not to have your little hostage |
West under my jaw |
Ailín is the secret |
The secrets and secrets |
To Úna Ní Ailleagáin |
Stir your heart |
It's a pity I'm not west |
By Eoghainín Ó Ragadáin |
Fixed a week or two |
It's my fault |
I am every neon born 'address |
His cattle to him |
I'm harvesting nuts |
Bounded by this town |
Ailín is the secret |
The secrets and secrets |
To Úna Ní Ailleagáin |
Stir your heart |