686. Ní Trioblóidí, ach Tráma

Ceist na hÉireann? Trioblóidí? Rud éigin thiar i bhfad ó Westminster a chuireann isteach ar Thiarnaí na hImpireachta?

Ní ceist muid. Ná glaoigh peasants orainn sa stair ná anois ach oiread le bhur dtoil. Braon den bhfocal sin sna leabhair staire. Roghnaigí bhur bhfocail go cúramach, le bhur dtoil.

Daoine muid le cultúr is teanga. Daoine, ní le trioblóidí ach, le tráma ón iarracht a rinne impireacht na Breataine ar muid a scriosadh le cinedhíothú.

Tá sin fós ar siúl le focail is dearcadh, go mór, mór ón DUP. Go raibh maith agat, Stephen Rea, as a scríobh tú anseo. An ionsaí ag dul ar aghaidh, ceadaithe le tacaíocht ó na Tóraithe don DUP.

Ní trioblóidí atá i dtuairsceart na tíre, do Westminster ná do dhaoine ó thuaidh, ach tráma. Is tá sé sa tír ar fad agus ar fud an domhan mar iompaímid linn é. Go raibh maith agat, Tomás Mac Síomóin, as a scríobh tú i do leabhar faoi.

Ní muidne amháin a d’fhulaing. Scrios impireacht na Breataine an stair is muidne leis beagnach, le bréaga. Iad fós ag scriosadh an fhírinne, an cultúr, ár bhféiniúlacht, ár mbeithsine, ár luach le focail is fuath.

Ar fhaitíos nach gcloisfear a stair, seo sampla amháin nach gcloistear faoi go minic: rud a tharla i gCorn na Breataine. Tuig, le bhur dtoil, go raibh lámh láidir ag an Eaglais (impireacht eile) san gcinedhíothú.

I Meitheamh 2007, i bPelynt i gCorn na Breataine, dúirt an tEaspag ar Truro go raibh brón air. D’aithin sé is d’admhaigh sé (ní go ndearna siad feall ná iarracht ar chinedhíthú ach) go raibh an rialtas aimeadach faoi a rinne siad i gcoimhlint an leabhair urnaí i 1549. Léigh faoi na céadta a mharaigh siad ag Clyst Heath go háirithe anseo.

Chuir focal an easpaig An Róimh ag tabhairt pardún do Ghalileo i gcuimhne dom. Conas Tá brón orm a rá le taibhsí? Éasca dom an Easpa in Easpag, an Eagla in Eaglais a fheiceáil.

ó The Amazing Adventures of Scorpy Bug

Ar ndóigh, duine eile ag iarraidh pardún a thabhairt amach na laethanta seo:

Nuair nach bhfuil freagracht ann, fásann an dochar. Nuair a cheadaítear bréaga, fásann an dochar. Scaoil amach an fhírinne gan eagla. Cáin gach coir. Tuig an dochar, an chontúirt.

Tá an Coirnís fós ann. Lag ach ag fás. Muid fós ann chomh maith.

Is mé ag caint faoi na Ceiltigh le páistí i San Pedro na laethanta seo, cuireann sé ardáthas orm Gaeilge a mhúineadh dóibh is an grá atá acu di is an taitneamh a bhaineann siad aisti a fheiceáil. Muid fós anseo, fós ag deighleáil leis an tráma nach dtuigeann na páistí i San Pedro ar chor ar bith mar, buíochas le Dia, d’fhoghlaim siadsan bród, ní náire.

Rud amháin le briseadh againne: an dearcadh go bhfuilimid níos lú, an náire sin a chuir siad ionainn. Rud a d’fhás is atá fós ag déanamh dochair. Bris an náire sin le bheith saor. Tá sé sa chloigeann, a chairde. Tuig sin. Is féidir fáil réidh leis an tráma nuair a aithnímid an feall. Turas atá ann go bród is tuiscint ar an luach dochreidthe atá inár gcultúr is teanga is ionainn féin.

Seinn an chláirseach nó an chruit nó lig don Ghaeilge éalú amach trí do bhéal. Níl an ceol, teanga, ná cultúr briste. Cuir cearta chun tosaigh agus éist linn.

 

683. Steve O’ Loughlin

O’Loughlin, ainm a chiallaíonn ón áit ina raibh locha nó Viking. Ceilteach ar aon chaoi. Bhuail mé le Steve an tseachtain seo caite is seó aige i Westminster. D’inis Caoimhín i Redondo dom go raibh sé ar siúl agus i ndiaidh an ranga, ar aghaidh leis an mbeirt againn ann.

Steve ag an doras

Ealaíontóir é Steve. An oíche speisialta seo, thaispeáin sé a chuid oibre le seó solais i séipeáil a chuireann fáilte roimh daoine le meon oscailte. Bhí ceol ann ar dtús leis na Praties mar is ceoltóir é Steve fresin agus sin a bhanna.

Na Praties

Thóg an seó solais a lean an ceol ó thús ama go spás go na rudaí is lú muid le híomhánna a tháinig le chéile lena stíl ceilteach féin is bhí mé gafa leis. Éalú ó strus an tsaoil agus ceangailt leis na rudaí is tabhachtaí arís. Faoiseamh.

Le ceol agus íomhánna, tóg sé go spás nua muid.

Is d’ardaigh sé an spiorad ionainn.

Sean agus nua ag teacht le chéile. Ag feiceáil foinse na fírinne.

Ina dhiaidh, thug Steve turas pearsanta dom agus do Chaoimhín d’ealaín eile aige. D’fhan sé le caint linn ag míniú na píosaí agus an inspioráid leo. Ní fhanann a stíl ina áit ná in am amháin. Meascann sé téarmaí mar a mheas na Lochlannaigh línte i snaidhm. Seo Meicsicelt:

El Día de los Muertos le Samhain san am atá inniu ann.

Dearcadh eile spreagtha ag Mulder agus Scully, seans?

Samhlaigh Sciatháin Aer Lingus mar seo! Nod don eolach.

Ach baineann a chuid oibre le téarmaí traidisiúnta chomh maith. Doirse:

    Triptych

Crainnte:

 Agus ciorcal (leath de anseo):

Iontach éisteach le ceol den scoth is breathnú ar ealaín den scoth in aon oíche amháin. Tá saoithe inár measc. Nach bhfuil an t-ádh linn!

Tuilleadh eolais faoi Steve O’ Loughlin anseo.

 

 

 

 

679. A Laoich Bhig

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Amhrán ó Seo Linn

Foilsithe i 2010 (Níl fhios agam cén chaoi ar chaill mé é!)
Stiofán Ó Fearail (Seo Linn) le Cathal Ó Ruaidh ó Chúrsa A 2010 le leagan “Little Lion Man” le Mumford & Sons as Gaeilge.

A Laoich Bhig

1.

Caoin do do chás, a mhac. Ní bheidh tú riamh ‘séard ‘tá i do chroí.
Weep for your state, son. You’ll never become what is in your heart.

Cuimhnigh anois a Laoich Bhig, ní bheidh an méid seo crógacht ‘at ariamh.
Remember now, little hero, you’ll never have this much bravery again.

Cáin tú féin is céas tú féin, is [ansin] tóg an oiread misnigh atá ‘at.
Put yourself down and persecute yourself, and [then] take as much courage as you have.

[Tú] curtha amú ag deisiú chuile fhadhb a ndearna tusa i do cheann.
[You’re] gone astray fixing every single problem you made up in your head. 

Curfá

Agus ní ortsa a bhí an locht.
And it’s not you that was to blame.

Agus do chroíse a d’fhágadh bocht.
And ’twas your heart that was left in a poor state.

Tá sé millte ‘am anocht. Nach bhfuil a chroí?
I have messed it up tonight. Haven’t I, my dear?

Nach bhfuil a chroí?
Haven’t I, my dear?

2.

Caoin do do chás a mhac. Tá fhios ‘at go bhfuil sé feicthe cheana ‘at.
Weep for your state, son. You know you’ve seen this before. 

Cuimhin anois, a Laoich Bhig, ní bhainfidh tú an díoltas atá uait.
Remember now, little hero, you’ll never get to wreak the revenge that you crave. 

Tá grást’ do cháis i mbaol an bháis [ach] níl rud ar bith ag seasamh i do shlí.
The grace of your case is in mortal danger [but] nothing is standing in your way.

Is foghlaim ó do mháthair, nó ní rachaidh tú ariamh arís chun cinn.
And learn from your mother, or you’ll never get to go ahead again. 

Curfá

 

678. Learn Irish -Despacito

Foilsithe ar dtús an 1 Iúil 2017 ag Coláiste Lurgan

John, Jack, Dara, & Diego ag canadh Despacito le daltaí chúrsa A. Ceol & rince den scoth!

Nóta: Go minic bíonn amhráin ó Choláiste Lurgan ag canadh faoin teanga féin. Tá sí beo. Note: Coláiste Lurgan versions are often love songs to the Irish language itself. It’s alive. ♥

 

♫ Despacito ♫ ► I Do Dhiaidh ♫ Slowly ♫ ► ♫ Following You ♫

Directions

1st Line: Correct Irish
2nd Line: Approximate sounds
3rd Line: Literal word for word translation  – Can sound like Yoda talk 😉
4th Line: Regular English

Note: gh and *ch are generally said with a throaty gargled sound. Sound ay as in day.

These are only approximations of the sounds. It’s best to imitate the singers in the video.

Véarsa 1

Tar uait anonn, [ach] ní le heisean.
Tor wet anoon, [och] nee le heshun.
Come of you over, [but] not with him.
Come on over, [just] not with him.

Ná coinnigh [é] faoi rún. Airím [é] freisin. Yeah
Naw ku-ini [ay] fwee roon, Areem [ay] freshin. Yeah
Don’t keep [it] under secret. Feel-I [it] too. Yeah
Don’t keep it a secret. I feel it too. Yeah

Ag cur is ag cúiteamh. Is ea, go deimhin. Yeah
Eg cur iss eg coochuv. Sha, gu devin. Yeah
At put and at compensating. Yes, definitely. Yeah
Weighing this side and that. Yes, absolutely. Yeah

Ó, níos fearr.
Oh, neeus far.
Oh, more better.
Oh, better.

[An] ghrian ina luí ag deireadh lae,
[On] *ghreeun in ah lee eg jeruh lay,
[The] sun in its lying at end day-of,
The sun at rest at the end of the day,

[An] ghealach ag lonradh anuas, mín réidh.
[On] yaloch uh lunruh anoos, meen ray.
[The] moon at shine from above, soft even.
The moon shining down, soft and gentle.

Tá mé ag iarraidh breith ar chuile nóiméad,
Taw may eg eeree breh er *chih-luh no-mayd
Is me at try hold on every single minute,
I’m trying to hold on to every moment,

I gcónaí, i gcónaí.
ee go-nee, ee go-nee
in dwell, in dwell
Always, always.

Véarsa 2

Bhuail [sé] mé chomh sciobtha. Anois níl fhios ’am
Wuh-oo-il [shay] may *choh shkyupee. Unish neel iss om.
Hit [it] me so fast. Now not-is knowledge at-me.
It hit me so fast. Now I don’t know.

Nach raibh tada eile domsa, riamh i ndán.
No*ch ruh tah-dah ela dumsu, reev ih nawn.
Not was nothing else to me, ever in store.
[If] nothing other than this was ever meant for me.

Tú ‘am anois faoi dheireadh thiar. An bfhéadfadh sé bheith i gconaí fíor?
Too om unish fwee ye-reh heer. On vaydho*ch shay veh ih goh-nee feer?
You at me now under end back. Is could-be it to be in dwell true?
I have you now at long last. Could this be true forever?

A bhaby, gabh go réidh is bí go deo ‘am.
A vabe-ee, go gu ray iss bee gu joe om.
Oh baby, go ly-smooth and be ly-eternal at me.
Baby, go slow and be [here] with me forever.

Véarsa 3

Ó, is tú, is tusa, a chuireann glan mé as mo mheabhair,
Oh, iss too, iss tuh-sa ah *chu-ir-un glon may os muh vyower,
Oh, is you, is you, that puts clean me from my mind,
Oh it’s you, it’s you, that drives me completely crazy,

Mo chuid fola ‘bruith nuair a bhíonn tú gar [dom].
Muh chu-ij ful-ah brih noor ah vee-on too gor [dum].
My bit of blood boiling when that does be you near.
My blood boiling hot when you’re near me.

Ní fhéadfadh tada riamh a bheith níos mó.
Nee ay-do*ch tu-ah-da reev ah veh nees moh.
Not able-could nothing ever that to be more bigger.
Nothing ever could be greater [than this].

Ó, yeah, yeah. Tá mé go do iarraidh. Nach cuma an baol?
Oh, yeah, yeah. Taw may gu du ee-ree, No*ch cuh-ma on bwayl?
Oh, yeah, yeah. Is me to you wanting. Not care the danger?
Oh, yeah, yeah. I want you. Who cares about the danger?

Leanfaidh tú anseo [liom] go dtí deireadh an tsaoil.
Lan-hee too on shu [lum] gu dee deru on tayl.
Continue-will you here [with me] until end the life-of.
You’ll stay here [with me] till the end of time.

Tada aríst go brách a chuirfeas anró [ann].
Tod-ah reesh gu braw*ch ah *chu-irus on-roh [on].
Nothing again till ever that put-will misery [in it]. 
Nothing ever again that will bring us down.

Curfá:

I do dhiaidh chomh mór is an ghrian. Atá á mhéadú faoi dhó.
Ih du yee-a *choh mohr iss on *ghreen. Ah taw aw vayd-oo fwee *ghoh
In your after as big and the sun. That-is at  it increasing under two.
My longing for you is as big as the sun. Multiplied by two.

A bhfuil inti is tuilleadh níos mó [go] brách na breithe is as sin go dtí [go] deo.
Ah will in-chi iss tilluh nees moh gu braw*ch nah breh-heh iss os shin gu jee joe.
That is in her and more more big [till] eternity of judgement and from that to till forever. 
All that’s in that and even more till judgement day and from there until forevermore.

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Véarsa 4

A chailín, [tá] tú [do] mo ghearradh.
Ah *choleen, [taw] too [duh] yarra.
Oh girl, is you to me cutting.
Girl, you are cutting right through me.

[Tá mé] ag aireachtáil an talamh ag crith fúm.
[Taw may] eg ahr-o*ch-taw-il on toluv eg crih foom.
[I am] at feel the ground at shake under-me.
I feel the ground moving beneath me.

[Tá] tonnta do mo bháigh i ngan fhios dom.
[Taw] tunta du mu vaw ih ngon iss dum.
[Are] waves to me drowning in without knowledge to me. 
I’m unaware of the waves that are drowning me.

Is tusa amháin [atá] in ann mé a thabhairt slán, mé a thabhairt slán, a bhaby.
Iss tuh-sa ah wawn [ah-taw] in on may ah hoort slawn, may ah hoort slawn, ah vaybee.
Is you only [that is] in ability me that bring safe, me that bring safe, oh baby.
You’re the only one who can save me, [can] save me, baby.

[Tá] gach rud riamh a cheap mé bailithe anois bunoscionn.
[Taw] go*ch rud reev ah *chyap may bolee unish bun-ohs-kyon.
[Is] every thing ever that thought I gathered now bottom over head.
Everything I thought before is now upside down.

Is tú an t-aon leigheas [atá] i ndán dom. M’anam duit [is] a bhfuil istigh ionam.
Iss too on tayn ligh-us [ah taw] ih nawn dum. Monum dit [iss] ah wil is-chih unum.
Is you the one medicine [that is] in store to me. My soul to you [and] that is inside in me.  
You were meant to be my one and only cure. I give you my soul and all that’s within me.

 

Rap 1 (Spáinnis)

Si te pido un beso, dámelo.
If I ask you for a kiss, give it to me.

Yo sé que estás pensándolo.
I know that you’re thinking of it.

Llevo tiempo intentándolo.
I’ve been for a long time trying to do it.

Mami, esto es dando y dándolo.
Woman, this is giving and giving it.

Sabes que tu corazón conmigo te hace bang-bang.
You know that your heart with me makes a bang-bang.

Sabes que esa beba está buscando de mi bang-bang.
You know that baby is looking for my bang-bang.

Ven, prueba de mi boca para ver cómo te sabe.
Come, try out my mouth to see how it tastes.

Quiero, quiero, quiero ver cuánto amor a ti te cabe.
I want, I want to see how much love you can take.

Yo no tengo prisa. Yo me quiero dar el viaje.
I am in no hurry. I want to take the journey.

Empecemos lento, después salvaje.
Let’s start slowly, then later [go] wild.

Véarsa 5

Tá sí beo, tá sí beo. Scread amach: Tá sí beo.
Taw shee biyo, taw shee be-ayo. Shkrad umo*ch: Taw shee biyo.
Is she alive, is she alive. Shout out: Is she alive. 
It’s alive, it’s alive. Shout out: It’s alive.

[Is] cuma linn faoi aon cheo. Mairfidh muid go dtí [go] deo.
[Iss] cum-ah lin fwee ayn *chyo. Morha mwij gu jee [gu] joe.
Is no importance with us under any thing. Survive-will we to until [for] ever.
We don’t care about anything. We will last forever.

‘Sí an ceann is deise: sin a dhéarfas mise.
Shee on kyon iss desh-eh: shin ah yayrus mishu.
Is she the one is nicest: that that say-will I. 
It is the most beautiful: that’s what I will say.

[Ná] bac le lucht a cáinte. Imí siad go hifreann.
[Naw] boc leh lu*cht ah cawn-che. I’m-ee shee-ud gu hif-run.
[Don’t] bother with those that her put-down. Let leave them to hell.
Don’t bother with those who put it down. Let them go to hell.

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Curfá

677. Despacito ♫

Foilsithe ar dtús an 1 Iúil 2017 ag Coláiste Lurgan

John, Jack, Dara, & Diego ag canadh Despacito le daltaí chúrsa A. Ceol & rince den scoth!

 

Nóta: Go minic bíonn amhráin ó Choláiste Lurgan ag canadh faoin teanga féin. Tá sí beo.

Note: Coláiste Lurgan versions are often love songs to the Irish language itself. It’s alive. ♥

♫ Despacito ♫ ► ♫ I Do Dhiaidh

♫ Slowly ♫ ► ♫ Following You ♫

Véarsa 1

 

Tar uait anonn, [ach] ní le heisean.
Come on over, just not with him.

Ná coinnigh [é] faoi rún. Airím é freisin. Yeah
Don’t keep it a secret. I feel it too. Yeah

Ag cur is ag cúiteamh. ‘Sea, go deimhin. Yeah
Weighing this side and that. Yes, absolutely. Yeah

Ó, níos fearr.
Oh, better.

[An] ghrian ina luí ag deireadh lae,
The sun at rest at the end of the day,

[An] ghealach ag lonradh anuas, mín réidh.
The moon shining down, soft and gentle.

Tá mé ag iarraidh breith ar chuile nóiméad,
I’m trying to hold on to every moment,

I gcónaí, i gcónaí.
Always, always.

Véarsa 2

Bhuail [sé] mé chomh sciobtha. Anois níl fhios ’am
It hit me so fast. Now I don’t know

Nach raibh tada eile domsa, riamh i ndán.
[if] nothing other than this was ever meant for me.

Tú ‘am anois faoi dheireadh thiar. An bfhéadfadh sé bheith i gconaí fíor?
I have you now at long last. Could this be true forever?

A bhaby, gabh go réidh is bí go deo ‘am.
Baby, go slow and be here with me forever.

Véarsa 3

Ó, is tú, is tusa, a chuireann glan mé as mo mheabhair,
Oh it’s you, you, that drives me completely crazy,

Mo chuid fola bruith nuair a bhíonn tú gar [dom].
My blood boiling hot when you’re near me.

Ní fhéadfadh tada riamh a bheith níos mó.
Nothing ever could be greater [than this].

Ó, yeah, yeah. Tá mé go do iarraidh. Nach cuma an baol?
Oh, yeah, yeah. I want you. Who cares about the danger?

Leanfaidh tú anseo [liom] go dtí deireadh an tsaoil.
You’ll stay here [with me] till the end of time.

Tada aríst go brách a chuirfeas anró [ann].
Nothing ever again that will bring us down.

Curfá:

I do dhiaidh chomh mór is an ghrian. Atá á mhéadu faoi dhó.
My longing for you is as big as the sun. Multiplied by two.

A bhfuil inti is tuilleadh níos mó [go] brách na breithe is as sin go dtí [go] deo
All that’s in that and even more till judgement day and from there until forevermore.

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Véarsa 4

A chailín, [tá] tú [do] mo ghearradh.
Girl, you are cutting right through me.

[Tá mé] ag aireachtáil an talamh ag crith fúm.
I feel the ground moving beneath me.

[Tá] tonnta do mo bháigh i ngan fhios dom.
I’m unaware of the waves that are drowning me.

Is tusa amháin [atá] in ann mé a thabhairt slán,
You’re the only one who can save me.

Mé a thabhairt slán, a bhaby.
[Can] save me, baby.

[Tá] gach rud riamh a cheap mé bailithe anois bunoscionn.
Everything I thought before is now upside down.

Is tú an t-aon leigheas i ndán dom.
You were meant to be my one and only cure.

M’anam duit [is] a bhfuil istigh ionam.
I give you my soul and all that’s within me.

Rap 1 (Spáinnis)

Si te pido un beso, dámelo.
If I ask you for a kiss, give it to me.

Yo sé que estás pensándolo.
I know you’re thinking of it.

Llevo tiempo intentándolo.
I’ve been for a long time trying to do it.

Mami, esto es dando y dándolo.
Woman, this is giving and giving it.

Sabes que tu corazón conmigo te hace bang-bang.
You know that your heart with me makes a bang-bang.

Sabes que esa beba está buscando de mi bang-bang.
You know that baby is looking for my bang-bang.

Ven, prueba de mi boca para ver cómo te sabe.
Come, try out my mouth to see how it tastes.

Quiero, quiero, quiero ver cuánto amor a ti te cabe.
I want, I want to see how much love you can take.

Yo no tengo prisa. Yo me quiero dar el viaje.
I am in no hurry. I want to take the journey.

Empecemos lento, después salvaje.
Let’s start slowly, then later [go] wild.

Véarsa 5

Tá sí beo, tá sí beo. Scread amach: Tá sí beo.
It’s alive, it’s alive. Shout out: It’s alive.

[Is] cuma linn faoi aon cheo. Mairfidh muid go dtí [go] deo.
We don’t care about anything. We will last forever.

‘Sí an ceann is deise: sin a dhéarfas mise.
It is the most beautiful: that’s what I will say.

[Ná] bac le lucht a cáinte. Imí siad go hifreann.
Don’t bother with those who put us down. Let them go to hell.

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Curfá

676. Ag an Aonach

Bhí Céilí Rua agus Conradh na Gaeilge ag an Aonach Éireannach ar an dTrá Fhada i gCalifornia le déanaí. Bhí spraoi againn lenár gcairde ann. Bhí rince seit, céilí, agus rince ar an sean-nós ar siúl ag Céilí Rua, ar an stáidse agus ar fud na háite. Bhí comórtas agus rang i nGaeilge ag Craobh na nAingeal de Chonradh na Gaeilge. Chuidigh ár gcairde Gypsy Camp, Pint of Irish, agus Scoil Rince McNulty linn. Míle buíochas leo. Bhuaileamar le grúpaí eile ann is bhí craic den scoth ann. Seo cuid de na pictiúirí den ócáid:

 

670. Scéalta, Rannta, Amhráin

Tá comórtaisí againn don Aonach Éireannach i Long Beach an deireadh seachtaine seo.

Beidh Scéalaíocht, Filíocht, agus Amhránaíocht in onóir Breda Cusack, Dolly Martin, agus Marsha Sculatti nach maireann ann.

Tá teastaisí & trófaithe againn do na buaiteoirí.

Ach cad a dhéanfaidh daoine? Le bheith réidh don stáidse, seo cúnamh dóibh atá ag iarraidh scéalta, rannta, agus amhráin anseo:

Samplaí

1. Scéal: Sochraid

Cailleadh fear ar an mbaile seo uair amháin. Chuaigh duine dá ghaolta ag lorg cairr lena chorp a thabhairt chun na reilige. Ach, mo léan, ní raibh aon charr ar fáil. Thosaigh siad uilig ag caint sa teach agus ag fiafraí dá chéile céard a dhéanfaidís gan charr. An chéad rud eile chuala siad guth as an seomra ag rá: “Seo, ná bac leis an gcarr. Siúlfaidh mé ann.”

1. Amhrán: Téir Abhaile, riú

Curfá: Téir abhaile ‘riú ! X2 Téir abhaile ‘riú Mháire !
Téir abhaile ‘riú ‘s fan sa bhaile mar tá do mharghadh déanta.

1. Is cuma cé dhein é nó nár dhein. Is cuma cé dhein é, a Mhary.
Is cuma cé dhein é nó nár dhein mar tá do mharghadh déanta.

2. Pós an píobaire. X2 Pós an píobaire, a Mhary.
Pós an piobaire I dtús na hoíche is beidh sé agat ar maidin.

3. Níl mo mhargadh. Tá do mhargadh. Níl mo mhargadh déanta.
Tá do mhargadh. Níl mo mhargadh. Tá do mhargadh déanta.

1. Rann: Na Blátha Craige

A dúirt mé leis na blátha: “Nach suarach an áit a fuair sibh le bheith ag déanamh aeir

Teannta suas anseo le bruach na haille,

gan fúibh ach an chloch ghlas & salachar na n-éan,

áit bhradach, lán le ceo agus farraige cháite,

Ní scairteann grian anseo ó Luan go Satharn le gliondar a chur oraibh”

A dúirt na blátha craige: “Is cuma linn, a stór. Táimid faoi dhraíocht ag ceol na farraige.”

2. Gadaíocht, Dún do Shúile, An tEarrach Thiar

3. Srl

Féach

Dánta

Scéalta

Amhráin

Pioc na cinn is ansa leat agus ádh mór ♥.