Iarla Ó Lionáird - Fainne Geal an Lae (The Dawning of the Day) | Текст песни

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One morning early I went out
On the shore of Lough Leinn
The leafy trees of summertime
And the warm rays of the sun
As I wandered through the townlands
And the luscious grassy plains
Who should I meet but a beautiful maid
At the dawning of the day

Not a shoe, nor sock, nor cape, nor cloak
Had the maiden from the sky
Her golden hair in tresses hung
And touched the grass up high
In her hand she held a milking pail
In the dew she looked so fair
Her beauty excelled even Helen of Troy
At the dawning of the day

The young maiden sat by my side
On a green grassy bench
Joking her and claiming
That I'd never part with her
She turned and said, "Please go away
You are not wide awake"
Here come the lights, I must be gone
With the dawning of the day

Údar anaithnid

Maidin moch do ghabhas amach,
Ar bruach Locha Léin;
An Samhradh teacht's an chraobh len'ais,
Is ionrach te ón ngréin,

Ar thaisteal dom trí bhailte
poirt is bánta mine réidhe,
Cé a gheobhainn le mбis ach an chúileann deas,
Le fáinne geal an lae.

Ní raibh bróg ná stoca, caidhp ná clóc;
Ar mo stóirin óg ón spier,
Ach folt fionn órga sios go troigh,
Ag fás go barr an théir.

Bhí calán crúite aici ina glaic,
'S ar dhrúcht ba dheas a scéimh,
Do rug barr gean ar Bhéineas deas,
Le fáinne geal an lae.

Do shuigh an bhrideog sios le m'ais,
Ar bhrinse glas den fhéar,
Ag magadh léi bhios dá maiomh go pras,
Mar mhnaoi nach scarfainn léi.

'S é dúirt í liomsa, "imigh uaim,
Is scaoil ar siúl mé a réic",
Sin iad aneas na soilse ag teacht,
Le fáinne geal an lae.

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