Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pog Aon Oidhche Earraich, artist - Runrig. Album song 50 Great Songs, in the genre Фолк-рок
Date of issue: 24.03.2016
Record label: Ridge
Song language: Gaelic
Pog Aon Oidhche Earraich(original) |
An saoghal, sia uairean |
Obair la ri culTeaglach gabhal dhan a mheasa |
Pailteas, slainte, is gaol |
An Ruis a tuiteam sios mum chluasan |
An Ear Mheadhain am brot cho dorch |
Is thusa, uilc is a mhuirt is a shabaid |
Na mo bheatha a h-uile oidhche |
An greim cho teann s cho araid |
Mar ord na mo dhorn |
A ghealach bha cho soilleir |
S a gheall a leithid dhuinn |
Bha sinn mar longan seolaidh |
Air cuan buidhe og a chridhe |
Mu coinneamh clann an t-saoghil s a theaglaich |
Gun ghuth no gaire, Dia, no biadh |
Co as an dainig na reultan, thuirt miCo as an dainig grian |
Tha sinn cho leointe fo na ghealach seo |
Anam craidhte seachad air ifrinn fheinn |
Ach tha thusa brosnaichadh nam bliadhnaichean |
Le saidhbreas seachad air mo dhith |
Cho cheal ri sneachd gach uile gheamhradh |
An t-oran gaoil mfhaosaid chiontach fheinn |
O luaidh be siod an gradh |
A dhfhag mi ceangailte ruit an drasda |
Co shaoileadh an rud a dhfhas |
Bho phog aon oidhche earraich |
Translation: |
BEYOND THE VALLEY |
I looked behind me Whithout rancour without pity |
To where my footprints were scattered |
On their journey through the dust |
From the beginning to an end of time |
And to the bright everlasting days |
Beyond the valley |
You came down |
To a barren wilderness |
And you raised the shadow |
From the valley |
Gratitude and shame |
The measure in each hand |
We will proclaim your name in voice |
On Gods way |
We will praise |
The love and the grace |
That gave us our existance |
So lowly beneath the sun |
As it poured out ist light |
On alien stars. |
(translation) |
The world, six hours |
Day job with culTeaglach accept the fruit |
Abundance, health, and kinship |
Russia falls to my ears |
Middle East the soup so dark |
And you, evil and murder and fighting |
In my life every night |
The grip is so tight and so weird |
As the order of my fists |
The moon was so bright |
And such a promise to us |
We were like sailing ships |
On the young yellow ocean of his heart |
Opposite the children of the world and his family |
No voice or laughter, God, or food |
Where the stars came from, said miCo whence the sun came |
We are so wounded under this moon |
A tormented soul beyond hell itself |
But you are the inspiration of the years |
With wealth beyond my want |
As much as snow every winter |
The love song of a guilty self |
Oh, that was love |
Which left me attached to you right now |
Who would have thought the thing would grow |
From a kiss one spring night |
Translation: |
BEYOND THE VALLEY |
I looked behind me Whithout rancour without pity |
To where my footprints were scattered |
On their journey through the dust |
From the beginning to the end of time |
And to the bright everlasting days |
Beyond the valley |
You came down |
To a barren wilderness |
And you raised the shadow |
From the valley |
Gratitude and shame |
The measure in each hand |
We will proclaim your name in voice |
On Gods way |
We will praise |
The love and the grace |
That gave us our existance |
So lowly beneath the sun |
As it poured out ist light |
On alien stars. |