Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song An poc ar buile, artist - The Rumjacks. Date of issue: 11.10.2018
Song language: Gaelic
An poc ar buile(original) |
| Ag gabháil dom sior chun Droichead Uí Mhóradha Píce im dhóid 's mé ag dul |
| i meithil |
| Cé casfaí orm i gcuma ceoidh |
| Ach pocán crón is é ar buile |
| Do ritheamar trasna trí ruillógach |
| Is do ghluais an comhrac ar fud na muinge |
| Is treascairt do bhfuair sé sna turtóga |
| Chuas ina ainneoin ina dhrom le fuinneamh |
| Ailliliú, puilliliú, ailliliú tá an puc ar buile! |
| Ailliliú, puilliliú, ailliliú tá an puc ar buile! |
| Níor fhág sé carraig go raibh scót ann |
| Ná gur rith le fórsa chun mé a mhilleadh, S’Ansan sea do cháith sé an |
| léim ba mhó |
| Le fána mhór na Faille Bríce |
| Bhí garda mór i mBaile an Róistigh |
| Is bhailigh fórsa chun sinn a chlipeadh |
| Do bhuail sé rop dá adhairc sa tóin ann |
| S’dá bhríste nua do dhein sé giobail |
| Ailliliú, puilliliú, ailliliú tá an puc ar buile! |
| Ailliliú, puilliliú, ailliliú tá an puc ar buile! |
| I’M THE MAD PUCK GOAT O' KILORGLIN, AND I’M ATERROR TO YER EVERY FOE, |
| COME SING TO MY SACRED MEMORY. |
| FROM DROMORE OUT TO DINGLE, A-CARRYIN' THE |
| DEVIL I GO |
| A-DRIVIN' THE VILLAIN BEFORE ME |
| I nDaingean Uí Chúis le haghaidh an tráthnóna Bhí an sagart paróiste |
| amach 'nár gcoinnibh |
| Is é dúirt gurbh é an diabhal ba Dhóigh leis |
| A ghaibh an treo ar phocán buile |
| Ailliliú, puilliliú, ailliliú tá an puc ar buile! |
| Ailliliú, puilliliú, ailliliú tá an puc ar buile! |
| Ailliliú, puilliliú, ailliliú tá an puc ar buile! |
| (translation) |
| As I continue to go to O'More's Bridge, I burn as I go |
| in meithil |
| Who would turn me in a misty look |
| But a crocodile bag is furious |
| We ran across three ruts |
| Your fight is all over the neck |
| He got crushed in the turtles |
| In spite of that, his back was filled with energy |
| Alliteration, alliteration, alliteration the puck is mad! |
| Alliteration, alliteration, alliteration the puck is mad! |
| He did not leave a rock untouched |
| Do not run with force to destroy me, It is then that he cast the |
| most jump |
| With the great slope of the Brick Opportunity |
| There was a large guard in Rochestown |
| We gathered a force to clip us |
| He struck a rope with his horns in the buttocks there |
| He made two new trousers |
| Alliteration, alliteration, alliteration the puck is mad! |
| Alliteration, alliteration, alliteration the puck is mad! |
| I’M THE MAD PUCK GOAT O ’KILORGLIN, AND I’M ATERROR TO YER EVERY FOE, |
| COME SING TO MY SACRED MEMORY. |
| FROM DROMORE OUT TO DINGLE, A-CARRYIN 'THE |
| DEVIL I GO |
| A-DRIVIN 'THE VILLAIN BEFORE ME |
| The parish priest was in Daingean Uí Chúis for the evening |
| out 'against us |
| He said he was the devil he thought |
| The direction caught a mad bag |
| Alliteration, alliteration, alliteration the puck is mad! |
| Alliteration, alliteration, alliteration the puck is mad! |
| Alliteration, alliteration, alliteration the puck is mad! |