Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Buaireadh An Phósta , by - Clannad. Song from the album Fuaim, in the genre Кельтская музыкаRelease date: 31.12.1981
Record label: Tara, Universal Music Ireland
Song language: Irish
Buaireadh An Phósta(original) |
| Cúradh croi ar a phósadh |
| Is ar buachaillí óg an tsaoil |
| Nár bhfearr dóbhta cailín beag dóighiúil |
| Nó 'bean agus puntai léi? |
| Oiche mhór shneachta nó shiobtha |
| Nár dheas a bheith comhrá léi |
| Seachas a' cailín dubh bui sa chuid puntai |
| Agus i bheith ag gearán go géar |
| Nach mise a bhi aoibhinn sásta |
| Ag ragaireacht lá gan léan |
| Nó gur chuireas mo mhér ins an fhainne |
| Agus coráin ar chlár dó 'n chléir |
| Fuair mé an bhean a bhí i ndán domh |
| Ach má tá, chan í grá mo chroí |
| Ach cailin dubh buí a bhios ag srannfaí |
| Is ag tarraingt tsuisin léi |
| An oiche udai rinneadh mo chleamhans |
| Dar a leabhra char mhian liom é |
| Gealladh naoi mbó fichead domh |
| Le cailin dubh bui gan scéimh |
| Gealladh naoi mbó fichead domh |
| Le cailin dubh bui gan chéill |
| Ach mo mhairg gur phós mé ariamh |
| I is ainnir na gcraobh mo dhiaidh |
| Dé Mairt a rinneadh mo chleamhnas |
| Mo chreach is m’amhgar géar |
| Ghlac mise cómhairle mo mhuinntir |
| Is páirt mhór do mo aibhleas é |
| Pósadh mise go cinnte |
| Ar sahmahailt na mná gan scéimh |
| Is trua nár sineadh 'mo chónair |
| Mé sul a thug mé mo gheall arrimh |
| Nuair a théim i dtí faire no tórraimh |
| 'Sé fhiafrionnn na hoganai diom |
| «Caidé mar a mhothionn tú 'n pósadh |
| No 'n mothúionn tú d’oige dá claci?» |
| Súim is aithrisim loebha |
| Go mothaim go mór faraoir |
| Is an té udai nach bhfuil pósta |
| Gur aige tá spóirt an tsaoil |
| Is mise nach ndéan fadh dichéille da |
| Bhfuigheadh mo chéile bás |
| An óiche a dfagfainn 's a' chré |
| I chodlóinn fhéin mo sháith |
| Cheannóinn culaith maith eadai |
| Hata 'gus léine bhán |
| Chuirfinn mo dhúil sa phleisiúr |
| Agus thógfaidh dhíom buaireamh 'n tsaoil |
| (translation) |
| Heartbreak at his marriage |
| It's on the young boys of the world |
| Wouldn't you rather have a decent little girl |
| Or 'woman and pounds with her? |
| A great night of snow or sleet |
| Wouldn't it be nice to have a conversation with her |
| Except for the yellow black girl in the pound |
| And in complaining bitterly |
| Wasn't I the happy one |
| Rocking a day without sorrow |
| Or that I put my finger in the ring |
| And a crescent on a board for the clergy |
| I found the woman who was destined for me |
| But if so, it is not the love of my heart |
| But a blonde black girl who snores |
| She's pulling sucks |
| That night my match was made |
| According to his books I didn't want it |
| Twenty-nine cows were promised to me |
| With a blonde black girl without beauty |
| Twenty-nine cows were promised to me |
| With a senseless yellow black girl |
| But to my chagrin I never married |
| I am the ainnir of the branches after me |
| My affair was made on Tuesday |
| My prey and my sorrow |
| I took the advice of my people |
| It's a big part of my aesthetic |
| I was definitely married |
| On the image of the beautiful woman |
| It's a pity my cousin was not stretched |
| I was before I made my bet |
| When I go to a watch or a funeral |
| The hoganai ask me |
| «How do you feel about marriage? |
| Or do you feel your childhood clapping? » |
| I am interested in reciting lions |
| I feel very sorry |
| Udai is unmarried |
| That he has the sports of life |
| It's me who doesn't make sense of it |
| My spouse would die |
| The night I would leave in the clay |
| I would sleep my fill |
| I would buy a good suit of clothes |
| White hat and shirt |
| I would put my desire in pleasure |
| And the worries of life will take me away |