Coinleach Ghlas an Fhomhair

<br>[from gerard mannings list of clannad lyrics]<br><br>I.<br><br>Ar chonnlaigh ghlais an fhoghmhair<br><br>A stirn gur dhearc m uaim<br><br>Ba deas do chos I mbrig<br><br>sba r-dheas do leagan siubhail.<br><br>Do ghruaidh ar dhath na rsa<br><br>sdo chirnn bh fighte dlith<br><br>Monuar gan sinn r bpsadh<br><br>Nr brd luinge triall un siubhail.<br><br>Ii.<br><br>T buachaill na h-ite seo<br><br>A gartha gus ag irghe teann<br><br>Is lucht na gcochn rd<br><br>A denamh fruis do mo chailn donn<br><br>D ngluaiseadh r na spinne<br><br>Thar sile s a shlighte cruinn<br><br>Bhrighfinn far is fsach<br><br>s bhinn ar limh le mo chailn donn.<br><br><br><br>Iii.<br><br>Ceannacht buaibh ar aontaigh<br><br>D mbnn agus mo chailn donn<br><br>Gluais is tar a chad-searc<br><br>N go dtidh muid thar ghaoth-bearra nonn<br><br>Go sgartar n-a chile<br><br>Brr na gcraobh s an eala n tuinn<br><br>N sgarfar sin chile<br><br>s nl ach baois dbh chur n mur gcionn.<br><br><br><br>Iv.<br><br>Chuir m leitir scrobhtha<br><br>Annsoir mo sweetheart agus casaoid ghar<br><br>Chuir s chugam ars <br><br>Go rabh a croidhe istuigh I lr mo chlibh.<br><br>Cum na h-eala is mne<br><br>Nn soda s n cluimh na n-an<br><br>Nach trom an osna ghnm-se<br><br>Nuair a smaoitighim ar a bheith sgaradh li.<br><br><br><br>V.<br><br>s chuala m/e d domhnaigh<br><br>Mar chmhrdh gabhil eadar mhnibh<br><br>Go rabh s gabhil a psadh<br><br>Ar igfhear d bhfuil san it.<br><br>A stirn glac mo chomhairle<br><br>s a foghmhar seo fan mar t<br><br>s cha leigim le bhfuil beo th<br><br>A str n s t mo ghrdh.<br><br><br><br><br><br>Translation<br><br>[from larry keith ogle]<br><br><br><br><br><br>On the green stubble-fields of autumn<br><br>I saw you, my sweetheart.<br><br>Nice were your feet in shoes<br><br>And wonderful your nimble gait.<br><br>Your hair the color of roses<br><br>And your ringlets tightly plaited<br><br>Alas that were not married<br><br>Or on board ship sailing away<br><br><br><br>The boys around here are<br><br>Laughing and getting bold<br><br>And the people of the high straw? <br><br>Are making ? ? of my brown girl<br><br>If the king of spain would<br><br>Go abroad with his assembled men<br><br>I would flatten grass and rank grass<br><br>And I would be with my brown girl<br><br><br><br>Buying cows at the fair<br><br>If I were ? and my brown girl<br><br>Go and come first love<br><br>Until we go over to gaoth-bearra<br><br>Until we separate from each other<br><br>The tops of the branches and the swan<br><br>From the waves ? <br><br>That wont separate us<br><br>And its only folly for you to put it ? ? <br><br><br><br>I wrote a letter<br><br>To my sweetheart and a sharp complaint<br><br>She sent it back to me<br><br>That her heart was inside me.<br><br>Compose the artsswannoble person ? <br><br>Finer than silk or bird feathers<br><br>Heavy is my sigh<br><br>When I think of being apart from her.<br><br><br><br>What I heard on sunday<br><br>As conversation among the women<br><br>That she was going to be married<br><br>To a young man from the place.<br><br>Sweetheart take my advice<br><br>And this autumn stay as you are<br><br>And dont tell anyone, my love,<br><br>That you are my love.