Lyrics of Brauch Na Carraige Baine - Solas

Brauch Na Carraige Baine (original)

Is thiar cois abhainn gan bhréag gan dabht And west by the river,
without a doubt or lie
Ta an ainnir chiúin tais mhánla There is a quiet gentle beauty
Is gur ghile a cam ná an eala ar an dtonn And her waist is a bright as any swan
on the wave
Ó bhaitheas go bonn a bróige From the crown of her head to the soles of her feet
'Sí an stáidbhean í a chráigh mo chroí She is the woman that tormented my heart
Is d’fhág sí i m’intinn brónach And left me heartbroken
Is leigheas le fáil níl agam go brách There is nothing that will cure me
Ó dhiúltaigh mo ghrá gheal domsa Since my true love rejected me
Ó b’fhearr liom fhéin ná Éire mhóir I would prefer, than all of Ireland
Ná saibhres Rí na Spáinne Or the wealth of the king of Spain
Go mbéinnse 'gus tusa i lúb na finne That you and I could be together in a
quiet spot
I gcoilltibh i bhfad ón ár gcáirde In a wood far from our friends
Ó mise 'gus tusa bheith pósta a ghrá Oh you and I to be married, my love
Le haontoil athar is máthair
With the permission of father and mother
A mhaighdean óig is milse póg
Oh young maiden of the sweet kisses
Tú grian na Carraige Báine
You’re the sun of the White Rocks
'S a stuaire an chinn cailce, más dual dom go mbeir agam
Oh beauty of the white hair, if you would be mine
Beidh cóir ort a thaithneodh led' cháirde
You would have everything your friends would like
Idir shíoda 'gus hata ó bhonn go bathas
From silk to hats, from head to toe
'S gach ní sa chathair dá bhfeabhas
And the best of everything in the city
Beidh do bhólacht á gcasadh gach neoin chun baile
Your cows would be driven every noon to the town
Is ceol binn ag beacha ar bhánta
And the bees in the meadow would sing sweetly for you
Beidh ól ar do ghlacadh is cóiste id' tharraingt
You would have your fill of drink and have coaches to take you
Go bruach na Carraige Báine
All around the edge of the White Rocks

(translation)

And west by the river without a lie And And by the river,
without a doubt or lie
There is a quiet gentle beauty
Her waist is brighter than any swan
on the wave
From the crown of her head to the soles of her feet
She is the state woman who tormented my heart
And it left my mind sad And left me heartbroken
There is nothing that will cure me
Since my true love rejected me
Oh I would prefer, than all of Ireland
Nor the wealth of the King of Spain Or the wealth of the king of Spain
That I and I could be together in a
quiet spot
In a wood far from our friends
Oh you and I to be married my love Oh you and I to be married, my love
With the unanimity of father and mother
With the permission of father and mother
A sweetest young virgin kiss
Oh young maiden of the sweet kisses
You sun of the White Rock
You’re the sun of the White Rocks
It's the arc of the chalk head, if I have to
Oh beauty of the white hair, if you would be mine
You will have a fair share that your friends will enjoy
You would have everything your friends would like
Between silk and hat from head to toe
From silk to hats, from head to toe
Everything in the city is for the best
And the best of everything in the city
Your cattle will be turning every neon home
Your cows would be driven every noon to the town
Bees on the meadow are sweet music
And the bees in the meadow would sing sweetly for you
Drinking will be your take and coach you
You would have your fill of drink and have coaches to take you
To the bank of the White Rock
All around the edge of the White Rocks