Gleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair
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| Céad slán ag sléibhte maorga chondae Dhún na nGall Agus dhá chéad slán ag an Earagal árd, ina stua os cionn caor �s call Nuair a ghluais mise thart le loch Dhún Lúich, go ciún sa ghleann ina lui I mo dhiaidh bhí Gleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair, is beag nár bhris mo chroí Ag taisteal domh amach frid chnoic Ghleann Domhain, �s an Mhucais ar mo chúl Ní miste domh �rá le brón �s le crá, ghur fhreasach a shil mise súil Go �Meiriceá siar, a bhí mo thriall, i bhfad thar an fharraige mhór D�fhag mé slán ar feadh seal ag Dún na nGall, �s ag Gleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair Níorbh é mo mhiansa imeacht ariamh ó mo thír bheag dhilis féin Ach trom lámh Gall, le cluain �s le feall, a thiomáin mé i gnéill B�é rún mo chroíse pilleadh arís, nuair a dhéanfainn beagán stór �S deireadh mo shaoil a chaitheamh lem ghaoil, fá Ghleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair Slán, slán go fóill a Dhún na nGall, a chondae shéimh gan smál �S do d'fheara bréa in am an ghá, nár umhlaigh riamh roimh Ghall Tá áit i mo chroí do gach fear a gach mnaoi, �s gach páiste beag agus mór Áta beo go buan, gan bhuairt gan ghruaim, fá Ghleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair -oOo- The Green Glens of Gaoth Dobhair Farewell to the noble mountains of Donegal And twice farewell to tall Erigal, arching over rowen and ash tree When I passed by Dunlewey Lake, lying quietly in the glen Behind me were the green glens of Gaoth Dobhair, and it nearly broke my heart Traveling through Glendowan's Hills, and Muckish behind me I don't mind saying with sorrow and grief, that tears fell from my eyes Westward to America was my journey, far across the wide sea I said farewell for a while to Donegal, and the green glens of Gaoth Dobhair I never wanted to leave my own beloved land But the foreigner's heavy handed deceipt and treachery drove me away It would be my heart's desire to return again, when I should get a little money To spend the end of my life with my family, 'round the green glens of Gaoth Dobhair Yet farewell, farewell to Donegal County fine and fair And to your brave men who in time of need, did not ever cower before the foreigner There's a place in my heart for each man and woman, each child big and small Who live in peace, without sorrow or grief, in the green glens of Gaoth Dobhair This page has been viewed 6181 times |
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