Foilsithe ar dtús Bealtaine 15 2016 ag Chris agus Dave
Fear an Phianó
Liricí
1.
Tá sé thart ar a naoi ar an Satharn
It’s about 9 on Saturday
Gnáth-dhream ag teacht isteach,
Usual crowd coming in
Tá seanfhear suite in aice liom,
There’s an old man sitting next to me
Ag titim i ngrá lena dheoch.
Falling in love with his drink.
D’iarr sé orm seanphort a chasadh dó
He asked me to play an old tune for him
Ní raibh fhios aige cén tiúin a bhí air,
He didn’t know what tune it was
Ach ceann brónach a bhí, lan le grá is le brí,
But one that was sad full of love and meaning
Tá sé caillte anois aige faraor.
He’s lost it now unfortunately.
Ó la la la….
Curfá
Cas amhrán dúinn, fear an phianó.
Sing us a song, piano man.
Cas amhrán dúinn anocht.
Sing us a song tonight.
Tá fonn deas álainn uainn uilig,
We all want a nice beautiful melody
Is’ tú ag griosú mo chuid samhlaíocht.
And you’re lighting my imagination.
2.
Beidh an deoch saor in aisce ón mbear anocht
The drinks will be on the house tonight
A deir Seán óg taobh thiar den bhear
Says young John from behind the bar
Tá sé lán leis an gcraic, gus’ ag caitheamh tobac,
He’s full of craic agus smoking a cigarette
ach b’fhearr leis bheith áit éigean níos fearr.
But he’d prefer to be somewhere better.
“Táim cráite ag an saol crua seo”
I’m tormented by this hard life
Agus cailleann sé misneach is spraoi,
And he loses courage and fun
“Táim cinnte go bhféadfainn bheith i mo realta scannáin
I’m certain I could be a movie star
Ach mé san áit seo, in ísle brí.”
But I’m in this place feeling low.
Ó la la la….
3.
Anois Paul is fear gairmiúil, saibhir é,
Now Paul, he’s a rich professional man
Gan chlann, gan bhean is’ gan ghrá,
With no family, wife or love
Tá sé ag labhairt le Daithí, atá ina sclábhaí,
He’s talking to Davey, who is a slave
Don airm agus beidh sé go brách.
To the army and will be forever.
Tá cailín óg ag cleachtadh a chuid cliúsaíocht
A young girl is practicing flirting
Ag roinnt deoch uaigneach le fir ghnó,
Sharing a lonely drink with businessmen,
Agus siabhrán anois ag teacht orthu arís
As they’re getting more stoned again
Is iad gan mothú gan grá ach fós beo.
And they’re without feeling or love but still alive.
Curfá
4.
Bíonn slua deas ann ar an Satharn
There’s a nice crowd there on Saturday
Tugann an bainisteoir aitheantas dom,
The manager acknowledges me there
Mar tá daoine anois uilig ag éisteacht
Because people are now all listening
Leis an gceol, ag roinnt oíche mhall liom.
To the music sharing a slow night with me.
Gus’ fuaim bríomhar ag teacht ón stáitse seo
Agus the lively noise coming from this stage
Gus boladh beorach ag teacht ón maidhc.
And a smell of beer coming from the mike
Tá na leaids ag an mbéar ag ól leis an seanfhear
The lads at the bar are drinking with the old man
Ag rá “Céard atá ar siúil agat a phleaic?”
Saying, What are you doing, man?
Ó la la la….
Curfá
