Anne Buckley (Lord of the Dance, 1996) - Suil A Ruin | Текст песни

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• Anne Buckley (Lord of the Dance, 1996)
• Suil A Ruin

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I wish I was on yonder hill
'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill,
And every tear would turn a mill,
Is go dté tú mo mhuirnín slán.
[Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.]

Chorus

Siúil, siúil, siúil a rúin ...
Siúil go sochair agus siúil go ciúin
Siúil go doras agus ealaigh liom ...
Is go dté tú mo mhuirnín slán.

(in phonetic Gaelic)*
Shule, shule, shule a roon,
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Shule go dheen durrus oggus aylig lume,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

I'll sell my rock, I'll sell my reel,
I'll sell my only spinning wheel,
To buy my love a sword of steel
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,
I wish I had my heart again,
And vainly think I'd not complain,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

But now my love has gone to France,
To try his fortune to advance;
If he e'er come back, 'tis but a chance,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

*Припев на английском:

Come, come, come, O love,
Quickly come to me, softly move;
Come to the door, and away we'll flee,
And safe for aye may my darling be!