Lyrics and translation Luke Kelly - The Auld Triangle (Live)

The Auld Triangle (Live)

A hungry feeling came o'er me stealing
And the mice were squealing in my prison cell
And the old triangle went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
To begin the morning a screw was bawling
'Get up you bowsie and clean up your cell'
And the old triangle went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
On a fine spring evening the lag lay dreaming
The seagulls wheeling high over the wall
And the old triangle went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
The lags were sleeping, Humpy Gussy was creeping
As I lay there weeping for my girl Sal
And the old triangle went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
The wind was rising and the day declining
As I lay pining in my prison cell
And the old triangle went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
In the female prison there are seventy five women
'Tis among them I wish I did dwell
And the old triangle went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
The day was dying and the wind was sighing
As I lay crying in my prison cell
And the old triangle went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

L'ancien triangle (En direct)

Une faim insatiable m'a envahi
Et les souris piaillaient dans ma cellule
Et le vieux triangle tintinnabula
Le long des rives du canal royal
Pour commencer la journée, un garde hurla
'Lève-toi, paresseux, et nettoie ta cellule'
Et le vieux triangle tintinnabula
Le long des rives du canal royal
Un beau soir de printemps, le prisonnier rêvait
Les mouettes tournoyaient haut au-dessus du mur
Et le vieux triangle tintinnabula
Le long des rives du canal royal
Les prisonniers dormaient, Humpy Gussy se faufilait
Alors que je pleurais pour ma bien-aimée Sal
Et le vieux triangle tintinnabula
Le long des rives du canal royal
Le vent s'élevait et le jour déclinait
Alors que je languissais dans ma cellule
Et le vieux triangle tintinnabula
Le long des rives du canal royal
Dans la prison pour femmes, il y a soixante-quinze femmes
J'aimerais tellement être parmi elles
Et le vieux triangle tintinnabula
Le long des rives du canal royal
Le jour mourrait et le vent soupirait
Alors que je pleurais dans ma cellule
Et le vieux triangle tintinnabula
Le long des rives du canal royal