Clann Lir - Caide Sin Do'n Te Sin | Текст песни

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Chuaigh me chun aonaigh is dhiol me mo bho
Ar chuig phunta airgid is ar ghini bhui oir
Ma olaim an t-airgead is ma bhronnaim an t-or
O caide sin do'n te sin nach mbaineann sin do
Ma olaim an t-airgead is ma bhronnaim an t-or
O caide sin do'n te sin nach mbaineann sin do

Ma theim na choille chraobhaigh cruinniu smeara no cno
A bhaint ullai de gheaga no a bhuachailleacht bo
Ma shinim seal uaire faoi chrann a deanamh so
O caide sin do'n te sin nach mbaineann sin do
Ma shinim seal uaire faoi chrann a dheanamn so
O caide sin do'n te sin nach mbaineann sin do

Ma theimse chuig airneal is rince is sport
Chuig aonach is rasai's gach cruinniu den tsort
Ma chim daoine sugach is ma bhim sugach leo
O caide sin do'n te sin nach mbaineann sin do
Ma chim daoine sugach is ma bhim sugach leo
O caide sin do'n te sin nach mbaineann sin do

Deir daoine go bhfuil me gan rath's gan doigh
Gan earra gan eadach gan bolacht na stor
Ma ta mise sasta mo chonai i gcro
O caide sin do'n te sin nach mbaineann sin do
Ma ta mise sasta mo chonai i gcro
O caide sin do'n te sin nach mbaineann sin do

What's it to anyone?

I went to the fair and I sold my cow
For five pounds of silver and a golden guinnea
If I drink the money and if I spend the gold
Oh what does it matter to those it doesn't concern

If I go to the thick woods to gather berries or nuts
Take apples from the branches or become a cowherd
If I stretch out under a tree for an hour to do it
Oh what does it matter to those it doesn't concern

If I go to night-visiting and dance and have fun
To a fair and races and everything like that
If I see tipsy people and if I'm tipsy with them
Oh what does it matter to those it doesn't concern

People say that I'm good for nothing and a wastrel
Without goods without clothes, without kith or kine
If I'm happy with living in a shack
Oh what does it matter to those it doesn't concern

What's it to anyone?

I went to the fair and I sold my cow
For five pounds of silver and a golden guinnea
If I drink the money and if I spend the gold
Oh what does it matter to those it doesn't concern

If I go to the thick woods to gather berries or nuts
Take apples from the branches or become a cowherd
If I stretch out under a tree for an hour to do it
Oh what does it matter to those it doesn't concern

If I go to night-visiting and dance and have fun
To a fair and races and everything like that
If I see tipsy people and if I'm tipsy with them
Oh what does it matter to those it doesn't concern

People say that I'm good for nothing and a wastrel
Without goods without clothes, without kith or kine
If I'm happy with living in a shack
Oh what does it matter to those it doesn't concern