Talitha MacKenzie - Uamh An Oir (The Cave Of Gold - Mouth Music) | Текст песни

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• Uamh An Oir (The Cave Of Gold - Mouth Music)

1. Is truagh a rìgh gun trì làmhan
Dà làimh sa phìob, dà làimh sa phìob
Is truagh a rìgh gun trì làmhan
Dà làimh sa phìob 's làmh sa' chlaidheamh

Sèist:
Eadarainn a' chruit, a' chruit, a' chruit
Eadarainn a' chruit, mo chuideachd air m'fhàgail
Eadarainn a luaidh, a luaidh, a luaidh
Eadarainn a luaidh, 's i ghall' uain a shàraich mi

2. Mo thaobh fodham m'fheòil air breòthadh
Daol am shùil, daol am shùil
Dà bhior iarainn gan sìor fhiaradh
Ann am ghlùin, ann am ghlùin

Sèist.

3. Bidh na minn mheigeach nan gobhar chreagach
Man tig mise, man till mis' à Uamh an Oir, Uamh an Oir
'S na lothan cliata nan eich dhialta
Man tig mise, man till mis' à Uamh an Oir, Uamh an Oir

Sèist.

4. Bidh na laoigh bheaga nan crodh eadraidh
Man tig mise, man till mis' à Uamh an Oir, Uamh an Oir
'S na mic uchda nam fir fheachda
Man tig mise, man till mis' à Uamh an Oir, Uamh an Oir

Sèist.

5. 'S iomadh maighdeann òg fo ceud bhàrr
Thèid a-null, thèid a-null
Man tig mise, man till mis' à Uamh an Oir, Uamh an Oir

In English.

1. My, it's a pity I don't have three hands
Two hands for the pipe, two hands for the pipe
My, it's a pity I don't have three hands
Two hands for the pipe and one for the sword

Chorus (after each verse):
Between us the harp, the harp, the harp
Between us the harp, since my kin has left me
Between us, my love, my love, my love
Between us, my love, the green she-dog devastated me

2. Lying on my side, my flesh rotting
Beetle in my eye, beetle in my eye
Two iron pins continually thrusting
Into my knee, into my knee

Chorus.

3. Bleating kids will be rock-climbing goats
Before I come, before I return from the Cave of Gold
And meadow-pastured colts will be saddled for riding
Before I come, before I return from the Cave of Gold

Chprus.

4. Young calves will be milking-cows
Before I come, before I return from the Cave of Gold
And boys on the lap will be men-at-arms
Before I come, before I return from the Cave of Gold

Chorus.

Many's the young virgin in her first bloom
Will have gone beyond, gone beyond
Before I come, before I return from the Cave of Gold

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