Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Éirigh Is Cuir Ort Do Chuid Éadaigh, artist - Clannad. Album song Clannad 2 & Dúlamán, in the genre Кельтская музыка
Date of issue: 04.04.2013
Record label: Gael Linn
Song language: Irish
Éirigh Is Cuir Ort Do Chuid Éadaigh(original) |
Éirigh is cuir ort do chuid éadaigh |
Go mbearraidh mé féin do chúl |
Go dté muid 'soir easpag na hÉirne |
Go gceangaltar mé 'gus tú |
Bhí grá 's cion agam féin ort |
A chuid 'en tsaol éalaigh liom |
'S nach duine dona gan chéill |
A scarfadh ó chéile sinn |
Aisling a chonaic mé aréir |
Ar leaba agus mé I mo luí |
Go dtáinig sí chugam mar fhéirín |
Ainnir na gciabhfholt buí |
Bhí a órfholt snoite go féar léi |
Is níl tuile da mhéid nach gclaíodh |
Ó is, a Rí, ér mhiste do chléir é |
Dá gcodlóinn aréir le mnaoi? |
Is trua gan mise is an niamh bheag |
Na leice mílte ó chuan |
In oileán an Chlochair Bhig Chraobhaig |
Mar a thiteas na néalta chun suain |
An áit a mbíonn an nead ag an éanlaith |
An fiolar, an ghéag is an chuach |
Chuirfinnse gease ar an éan bheag |
Solas an lae thabhairt uainn |
Éirigh is cuir ort do chuid éadaigh |
Go mbearraidh mé féin do chúl |
Go dté muid 'soir easpag na hÉirne |
Go gceangaltar mé 'gus tú |
Bhí grá 's cion agam féin ort |
A chuid 'en tsaol éalaigh liom |
'S nach duine dona gan chéill |
A scarfadh ó chéile sinn |
(translation) |
Get up and put on your clothes |
May I shave your back myself |
To the east of the bishop of Erne |
May I and you |
I myself loved and admired you |
His' en life escaped me |
And not a bad person without sense |
That would separate us |
A dream I saw last night |
On a bed while I lie down |
That she came to me as a gift |
Ainir of the yellow hairs |
Her golden hair was carved to grass with her |
It is not flooded to the extent that it was not covered |
Oh, King, may your clergy mind it |
If I slept last night with a woman? |
It's a pity without me and the little heaven |
The leeches miles from the harbor |
In the island of Convent Little Crawford |
As the clouds fall asleep |
Where the fowl nests |
The fiolar, the limb and the cuckoo |
I would put a gease on the little bird |
Give us the light of day |
Get up and put on your clothes |
May I shave your back myself |
To the east of the bishop of Erne |
May I and you |
I myself loved and admired you |
His' en life escaped me |
And not a bad person without sense |
That would separate us |