Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song O Mhairi's Tu Mo Mhairi , by - Karen Matheson. Song from the album Downriver, in the genre Кельтская музыкаRelease date: 13.11.2005
Record label: Vertical
Song language: Gaelic
O Mhairi's Tu Mo Mhairi(original) |
| Riobainean riomhach, Nighean an Fhidleir |
| Còta dimitidh, beatagan caileago |
| Riobainean riomhach, Nighean an Fhidhleir |
| Còta siod air Mairi. |
| Brògan àrda, Cleòca, sgàrlaid |
| Còta dimitidh, beatagan caileago |
| Brogan àrda, Cleòca sgàrlaid |
| Riobainean riomhach Mairi. |
| I oireann ó ra u |
| I oireann ó dhiù a |
| Hi òireann ó ra u |
| O Mhàiri ‘s tu mo Mhàiri |
| ‘S truagh nach robh sinn air an àirigh |
| Le spréidh de chrodh bainne |
| Togail àl de laoigh ghasda |
| Togail àl de laoigh bhoireann |
| Deanamh ime agus chàis ann |
| Chunna mi tighinn na féidh |
| ‘S iad a' tighinn as am bùirean |
| 'S truagh nach robh mi air an cùlaibh |
| Le m' ghunna ‘s le m' adhairc fhùdair |
| O Mary, you are my Mary |
| Would that we were in the shieling |
| With a herd of milk cows |
| Raising a herd of fine calves |
| A herd of female calves |
| Making butter and cheese there |
| I saw the deer coming |
| Bellowing as they came |
| I wish I was behind them |
| With my gun and my powder horn |
| (translation) |
| Fine ribbons, Fiddler's Daughter |
| Dimitie coat, calico boots |
| Fine ribbons, Fiddler's Daughter |
| Mary's that coat. |
| High boots, cloak, scarlet |
| Dimitie coat, calico boots |
| High boots, Scarlet cloak |
| Mairi's fine ribbons. |
| I suit from ra u |
| I suit from at least a |
| Hi gold from ra u |
| O Mary you are my Mary |
| It's a pity we weren't at the sheiling |
| With a herd of dairy cows |
| Raising a calf of fine calves |
| Breeding calves of females |
| Making butter and cheese there |
| I saw the deer coming |
| They come from their senses |
| Too bad I wasn't behind them |
| With my gun and my powder horn |
| O Mary, you are my Mary |
| Would that we were in the shieling |
| With a herd of milk cows |
| Raising a herd of fine calves |
| A herd of female calves |
| Making butter and cheese there |
| I saw the deer coming |
| Bellowing as they came |
| I wish I was behind them |
| With my gun and my powder horn |