Foilsithe ag Coláiste Lurgan 26 Iúil 2015
Jenny Ní Ruiséil le Grúpa Ceoil Cúrsa B
Solas na Sléibhte
Liricí:
1. Breathnaím go géar ar an tine ba láidre
I look hard at the fire that was strongest
Á dtógáil féin idir m’analú.
Building itself under my breath.
Ag tarraingt do mhuintir le chéile le gliondar.
Pulling your people together with joy.
Sciatháin ag crith leis an eitilt atá romhat.
Wings shaking for the flight that lies before you.
2. Scaoilte leis chuig an leannáin atá breoite.
Released to the lover who is sick.
N’fheadar an liom fhéin a bhéas mé san oíche?
I wonder will I be alone in the night?
Deacair d’éinne aon fháilte a chuir roimh
It’s difficult for anyone to welcome
An oiread sin éad is easaontú faoi.
So much jealousy and dissention about it.
Curfá:
Lena haoibh comh geal is an teanga binn
With her smile so bright and her tongue so sweet
Is í solas na sléibhte is mo chroí-se mín.
She’s the light of the mountains and my fine love.
Is an mhéith tíre lán le cuimhní cinn.
And the fruitful land full of heady memories.
Is í solas na sléibhte is mo chroí-se mín.
She’s the light of the mountains and my fine love.
3. Spíonta sa chiúnas is gafa faoin deis mo
Spent in the silence and taken by the chance
chroí a chur ann go réchúiseach roimpi.
to put my heart before her unassumingly.
Úire na spéire sa ghoirt linn á mbeathú
The freshness of the sky blessing us in the field
Nach mór an t-ádh linn gur chas muid arís!
Aren’t we really lucky that we met again!
Curfá
4. M’intinn ar sheachrán is mé leis á leanúint.
My mind gone off wandering and I on its tail.
Iontas na n-iontas ach mhair mé in ‘aghaidh,
Wonder of wonders, I survived nonetheless.
Fíric na focla atá ag teaghlach ar m’fhíseán.
The truth of family’s words are recorded.
An teas ó mo bhéal ag fógairt dom dul ar aghaidh.
The heat from my mouth telling me to move on.
Curfá