Текст песни «Corrs - Buachaill On Eirne»

Buachaill on eirne me 's bhreagfainn cailin deas og
Ni iarrfainn bo spre lei ta me fhein saibhir go leor
'S liom Corcaigh da mheid e, dha thaobh
A' ghleanna 's Tir Eoghain
'S mura n-athrai me beasai 's me n' t-oidhr'
Ar Chontae Mhaigh Eo

Rachaidh me 'marach ag dheanamh leanna fan choill
Gan choite gan bad gan grainnin brach' ar bith liom
Ach duilliur na gcraobh mar eadaigh leapa os mo chionn
'S oro sheacht m'anam deag thu 's tu 'feachaint orm anall

Buachailleacht bo, mo leo, nar chleacht mise ariamh
Ach ag imirt 's ag ol le h'ogmhna deasa an tsliabh
Ma chaill me mo stor ni moide gur chaill me mo chiall
A's ni mo liom do phog na'n bhrog ataim ag caitheamh le bliain

Translation

I'm a boy from Lough Erne and I could charm a nice young girl
I would not ask for her wealth as I am rich enough myself
I own a good part of Cork, two sides of the glen in Tyrone

And not to repeat myself I'm the heir of County Mayo
I will go tomorrow to make ale in the wood
Without a cot without a boat without a pinch of gruel with me
But leaves of the branches as bedclothes over my head
And think well done for you as you watch me from over there

A cowherd, my pet, I've never been accustomed to be
Instead of playing and drinking with the nice young women
On the mountain side
If I lost my riches I probably didn't lose my senses
And your kiss is no more to me now than a shoe worn for a year