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lirik lagu buachhaill on eirne – the corrs

buachaill ã³n ã‰irne mã© is bhrã©agfainn fã©in cailãn deas ã³g.
nã iarrfainn bã³ sprã© lã©i, tã¡ mã© fã©in saibhir go leor
is liom corcaigh dã¡ mhã©id ã©, dhã¡ thaobh an ghleanna, is tãr eoghain,
is mura n-athra’ mã© bã©asaã, is mã© an t-oidhre ar chontae mhuigheo.

buachailleacht bã³, mo leo, nã¡r chleacht mise riamh
ach ag imirt is ag ã³l le hã³gmhnã¡ deasa fã¡ shliabh.
mã¡ chaill mã© mo stã³r nã mã³ide gur chaill mã© mo chiall
is nã mã³ liom do phã³g nã¡ an bhrã³g atã¡ ar caitheamh le bliain.

rachaidh mã© amã¡rach a dhã©anamh leanna fã¡n choill,
gan coite gan bã¡d gan grã¡inãn brach’ ar bith liom,
ach duilliãºir na gcraobh mar ã©ide leaba os mo cheann
is ã³rã³, a sheacht m’anam dã©ag thãº, is tãº ag fã©achaint orm -n-ll.

[translation:]

i am a boy from ireland and i’d coax a nice young girl,
i wouldn’t ask for a dowry with her, i’m rich enough myself,
i own cork, big as it is both sides of the glen and tyrone,
and if i don’t change my ways i’ll be the heir for county mayo.

cow herding, my leo, i did not never practice,
but playing and drinking with new young women by the mountain.
if i lost my wealth and i don’t think i lost my sense,
and your kiss is no more to me than a show worn for a year.

my love and treasure, don’t marry the old grey man,
but marry a young man, my leo, even though he lives but a year,
or you’ll still be without a daughter or son above you,
crying in the afternoon or in the morning hard.

- the corrs

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