
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Song language: Gaelic
Wind and Rain(original) |
Bha dà phiuthar ann 's iad a' coiseachd sìos an t-sràid |
O an t-uisge is a' ghaoth |
Phut an tè bu shine an tè eile dhan an t-sruth |
Sìor chaoineadh, an t-uisge, is gaoir na gaoithe. |
There were two sisters came walking down the street |
Oh the wind and rain |
Older one pushed the younger one in |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
Oir thug Seonaidh dhan tè b' òige fàinne àlainn òir |
O an t-uisge is a' ghaoth |
Cha d' fhuair an tè eile aon sian dhe chuid |
Sior chaoineadh, an t-uisge is gaoir na gaoithe |
So she pushed her into the river to drown |
Oh the wind and rain |
Watched her as she floated down |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
Flodradh gus an d’ràinig i linne mhòr a' chasg |
O an t-uisge is a' ghaoth |
Athair, o athair, seall an eala air an t-snàmh |
Sìor chaoineadh, an t-uisge is gaoir na gaoithe |
Then out of the woods came a fiddler fair |
Oh the wind and rain |
He plucked 30 strands of her long yellow hair |
Cried oh the dreadful wind and rain |
Is rinn e bogha grinn dhen gaoisnear bàn |
Oh the wind and rain |
Then he made a fiddle bow of her long yellow hair |
Sior chaoineadh, an t-uisge is gaoir na gaoithe |
Agus rinn e cnagan-fidhle dhe a corragan caola |
Oh the wind and rain |
And made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones |
Sior chaoineadh, an t-uisge is gaoir na gaoithe |
And he made a little fiddle of her own breast bone |
O an t-uisge is a' ghaoth |
Which sound would melt a heart of stone |
Sior chaoineadh, an t-uisge is gaoir na gaoithe |
Is an aona phort a thigeadh a-mach às an fhidheall |
O an t-uisge is a' ghaoth |
The only tune that the fiddle would play |
Was oh the dreadful wind and rain |
There were two sisters came walking down the street |
Oh the wind and rain |
Older one pushed the younger one in |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
'Cos Johnny gave the youngest one a gay, gold ring |
Oh the wind and rain |
Didn’t give the other one anything |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
So she pushed her into the river to drown |
Oh the wind and rain |
Watched her as she floated down |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
She floated till she came to the miller’s pond |
Oh the wind and rain |
Cried Father, oh Father there swims a swan |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
Thern out of the woods came a fiddler fair |
Oh the wind and rain |
He plucked 30 strands of her long yellow hair |
Cried oh the dreadful wind and rain |
Then he made a fiddle bow of her long yellow hair |
Oh the wind and rain |
Made a fiddle bow of her long, yellow hair |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
And he made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones |
Oh the wind and rain |
And made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
And he made a little fiddle of her own breast bone |
Oh the wind and rain |
Which sound would melt a heart of stone |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
And the only tune that the fiddle would play |
Was oh the wind and rain |
The only tune that the fiddle would play |
Was oh the dreadful wind and rain |
(translation) |
There were two sisters walking down the street |
O the rain and the wind |
The eldest pushed the other into the stream |
The constant weeping, the rain, and the howling of the wind. |
There were two sisters came walking down the street |
Oh the wind and rain |
Older one pushed the younger one in |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
For Johnnie gave the youngest a beautiful gold ring |
O the rain and the wind |
The other got nothing |
Constant weeping, the rain and the howling of the wind |
So she pushed her into the river to drown |
Oh the wind and rain |
Watched her as she floated down |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
Float until she reached the great pool of the cask |
O the rain and the wind |
Father, oh father, look at the swan swimming |
Constant weeping, the rain and the howling of the wind |
Then out of the woods came a fiddler fair |
Oh the wind and rain |
He plucked 30 strands of her long yellow hair |
Cried oh the dreadful wind and rain |
And he made a fine bow out of the white hair |
Oh the wind and rain |
Then he made a fiddle bow of her long yellow hair |
Constant weeping, the rain and the howling of the wind |
And he made violins from her slender fingers |
Oh the wind and rain |
And made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones |
Constant weeping, the rain and the howling of the wind |
And he made a little fiddle of her own breast bone |
O the rain and the wind |
Which sound would melt a heart of stone |
Constant weeping, the rain and the howling of the wind |
It is the only tune that could come out of the fiddle |
O the rain and the wind |
The only tune that the fiddle would play |
Was oh the dreadful wind and rain |
There were two sisters came walking down the street |
Oh the wind and rain |
Older one pushed the younger one in |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
'Cos Johnny gave the youngest one a gay, gold ring |
Oh the wind and rain |
Didn’t give the other one anything |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
So she pushed her into the river to drown |
Oh the wind and rain |
Watched her as she floated down |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
She floated till she came to the miller’s pond |
Oh the wind and rain |
Cried Father, oh Father there swims a swan |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
Thern out of the woods came a fiddler fair |
Oh the wind and rain |
He plucked 30 strands of her long yellow hair |
Cried oh the dreadful wind and rain |
Then he made a fiddle bow of her long yellow hair |
Oh the wind and rain |
Made a fiddle bow of her long, yellow hair |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
And he made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones |
Oh the wind and rain |
And made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
And he made a little fiddle of her own breast bone |
Oh the wind and rain |
Which sound would melt a heart of stone |
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain |
And the only tune that the fiddle would play |
Was oh the wind and rain |
The only tune that the fiddle would play |
Was oh the dreadful wind and rain |
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