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Текст песни "The Clancy Brothers — Eamonn An Chnuic"
C? h? sin amuigh, a bhfuil faobhar ar a ghuth,
ag r?abadh mo dhorais d?nta?
Mise Eamonn an chnuic, at? b?ite fuar fliuch,
? sh?orshi?l sl?ibhte is gleannta.
A lao’ ghil’ ‘s a chuid, c?ard do dh?annfainnse dhuit,
mura gcuirfinn ort binn de m’ gh?na?
‘s go bhfuil p?dar go tiubh sh?sh?ideadh leat,
is go mbeimis araon m?chta.”
A chumann ‘s a shearc, rachaimid seal
faoi choillte na meas cumhra,
mar a bhfaighimid an breac, is an lon ar a nead,
an fia ‘gus an poc ag b?ireach,
na h?n?n? binne, ar na g?aga bheag seinm,
‘s an chuaich?n ar bharr an i?ir ghlais.
Go br?ch, br?ch, n? thiocfaidh an b?s in?r ngaire
i l?r na coille cumhra.
Is fada mise amuigh, faoi sneachta is faoi shioc,
is gan d?nacht agam arinne.
Mo sheisreach gan sc?r, mo bhranar gan cur,
is gan iad agam ar aon chor.
N?l cairde agam, is danaid liom sin,
a glacfadh m? moch n? d?anach.
Is go gcaithear m? dul, thar farraige soir
?s ann nach bhf?il aon de mo ghaolta.
Translation:
"Who's that outside
whose voice is urgent,
pounding on my closed door?"
"I'mamonn of the hill,
drowned, cold and wet,
from endlessly traveling mountains and glens."
"Dearest love and treasure,
what can I do for you
but cover you with the lap of my dress?"
And black gunpowder will be
fired endlessly at us,
and we will both perish!"
My darling, my beloved, we will go off together for a while,
amidst forests of fragrant fruit,
so we can catch the trout, with the blackbird in his nest,
the deer and the buck calling,
the sweet little birds singing on branches,
and the little cuckoo on top of the green yew tree.
Forever, forever, death will not come near us,
in the middle of our fragrant forest.
"I've long been outside
in snow and in frost,
not daring to approach anyone.
My fallow unplanted,
my team in need of unyoking,
and I no longer have them at all!
I have no friend—
how that grieves me—
who’d take me in, early or late.
And so I must go
eastward across the sea,
for it’s there I have no kindred."
