Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: ClannadНазвание : Bunan BuiДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : celtic folk irish new age female vocalists Видео:
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A BhuinneГЎn BhuГ is Г© mo chrГЎ do luГ Is do chnГЎmha sГnte ar leaca lom` Is nach dtearn tГє dГth no dolaidh sa tГr Is narbh fhearr leat fГon nГі uisce poill. DГЎ gcuirfeГЎ scГ©ala fГЎ mo dhГ©in Go raibh tГє i ngГ©ibhinn nГі i ndeacair iot` Г“ bhainfinnse bГ©im ar Loch Mhic an Г‰in A fhliuchfadh do bhГ©al is do bhrollach sГos. NГ hiad bhur n-Г©anlaith atГЎ mГ© ag Г©agaoin An chuach, an traona nГЎ an chorr-bhreac Ach an BuinneГЎn BuГ, a bhГ lГЎn de chroГ Is gur cosГєil liom fГ©in Г© i snua is i ndreach. BhГodh sГ© ag sГorГіl na dГ Is deir daoine go mbГm ar an nГіs sin seal Is nГl braon dГЎ bhfuighinn nach ligfinn sГos Ar fhaitГos go bhfuighinn fГ©in bГЎs den tart! Is Г© `d`iarr mo stГіr orm ligint den Гіl NГі nach mbeinnse beo ach seal beag gearr: Is Г© dГєirt mГ© lГ©i gur chan sГ an bhrГ©ag NГі go mb`fhaide do mo shaol an braon seo a fhГЎil. Nach bhfeiceann tГє Г©an an phГobГЎin rГ©idh Go dteachaidh sГ in Г©ag den tart ar ball? Is a dhaoine clГ©ibh, fliuchaigГ bhur mbГ©al NГі nГ bhfuighidh sibh braon i ndiaidh bhur mbГЎis! Oh Yellow Bittern, alas to see you stretched And your bones there lying on bare flagstones You did no harm at all in the country And would just as prefer ditch water to wine Had you only sent me a message That you were in a quandry, in need of a drink I would have broken the ice on the lake To wet your beak and all the way down to your breast. I`m not lamenting your ordinary birds The cuckoo, the corncrake or the dappled heron But the yellow bittern of the great heart Who was just like me in many ways He was always fond of the sup And people say I`m fond of a drop myself Whatever drink comes my way, it`s down it goes For fear that I might one day die of thirst! And my darling asked me to give up the booze Or I`d only be alive a short while more, I told her straight out she was telling a lie And that the drink extended my life`s span. Don`t you see that bird with the smooth neck That only a while ago perished with the thirst? Ah, my pleasant people, wet your whistles Because after death ye won`t get a drop! | Похожие исполнители:
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