Lyrics and translation Omnia - Dulaman (2009 version)

Dulaman (2009 version)

A'níon mhín ó, sin anall na fir shúirí
A mháithair mhín ó, cuir na roithléan go dtí mé

Góide a thug na tíre thú? arsa an dúlamán gaelach
Ag súirí le do níon, arsa an dúlamán maorach

Ó cha bhfaigheann tú mo 'níon, arsa an dúlamán gaelach
Bheul, fuadóidh mé liom í, arsa an dúlamán maorach

Rachaimid go Doire leis an dúlamán gaelach
Is ceannóimid bróga daora ar an dúlamán gaelach

Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach
Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán gaelach

Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach

Dulaman (2009 version)

O my gentle darling, son of a knight
O my gentle mother, bring the spinning wheel to me

A thief stole thee from thy country? said the Gaelic outlaw
Courting with thy daughter, said the foreign outlaw

Oh thou shalt not get my daughter, said the Gaelic outlaw
By force I will take her with me, said the foreign outlaw

We will go to Derry with the Gaelic outlaw
And we will buy fine shoes for the Gaelic outlaw

Tawny-black shoes for the Gaelic outlaw
There is a brooch and a scarf for the Gaelic outlaw

Outlaw of the yellow hair, Gaelic outlaw
Outlaw of the yellow hair, Gaelic outlaw