Lyrics Buachaill an Éirne - Remastered 2003 - Clannad

Buachaill n Eirne m 's bhragfainn fin cailn deas g,
Ni iarrfainn b spr lithe t m fin saibhir go leor,
'S liom Corcaigh 'a mhad, dh thaobh a ghleanna 's Tr Eoghain,
'S mura n-athra me basa 's m an t-oidhr' ar Chontae Mhaigeo.
Rachaidh m amrach a dhanamh leanna fn choill,
Gan coite 's gan bd, gan grinnn briche ar bith liom,
Ach duillir na gcraobh mar ide leapa os mo chionn,
R 'sheacht mh'anam dag th 's t ag fachaint orm anall
Buachailleacht b, mo leo, nr chleacht m ariamh,
Ach ag imirt 's ag 'l le hgmhn deasa f shliabh,
M chaill m mo str n d' gur chaill m mo chiall,
A's n m liom do phg n 'n bhrg at ar caitheamh le bliain.
A chuisle 's a str n ps an seanduine liath,
Ach ps a' fear g, mo leo, mura maire s ach bliain,
N beidh t go fill gan n mac os do chionn,
A shilfeadh aon deoir trthnna n ar maidin go trom.
Translation
I am a boy from the Erne and I'd coax a nice young girl,
I wouldn't ask for a dowry with her, I'm rich enough myself,
I own Cork, big as it is, both sides of the glen and Tyrone,
And if I don't change my ways I'll be the heir for County Mayo.
I will go out tomorrow to make ale in the wood,
Without a coracle or boat, without even a pinch of malt with me,
With only the leaves of the branches as bed-cover over me
Oh! and you, my delight, looking over at me.
Cow herding, alas, I did not never practice,
But playing and drinking with young women on the mountainside,
If I lost my wealth and I don't think I lost my sense,
And your kiss is no more to me than a shoe worn for a year.
My love and treasure, don't marry the old grey man,
But marry a young man, alas, even though he lives but a year,
Or you'll still be without a daughter or son above you,
Who'd be crying in the afternoon or in the morning in sorrow.