Paroles et traduction Clannad - An tÚll

An tÚll

Tá scéilín na 'gam le h-insint dóibhse
Cúrsaí spóirt agus comhrá dí
Úll breá gleoite do chuireas I mo phóca
'S ni bhfuaras romham ach prátín síl
Ó mo thuirse mar shileann mo shúile
Indiadh an úll ud a bhí bréa buí
An óig-bhean uasal bhí t'reis é thabhairt domh
'S do thabhairfinn púnt ar é bhlaiseadh arís
Do shiúlais Cléire agus Carraig Aonair
Cuanta Béara bhi romham sa tslí
Puinte na nGréige 'gus na nDorsaí Maola
An fhiach 's an lao taobh amuigh de Bhaoi
Ó mo thuirse mar shileann mo shúile
Indiadh an úll ud a bhí bréa buí
An óig-bhean uasal bhí t'reis é thabhairt domh
'S do thabhairfinn púnt ar é bhlaiseadh arís
Do shiúlais Cualach mar a bhíos buartha
An pharoiste thuaidh a 's na hAdhraí
San oileán Muarseadh d'inis dom buachaill
Nach bhfáilghinn a thuairisc go dtéinn thar snaidhm
Ó mo thuirse mar shileann mo shúile
Indiadh an úll ud a bhí bréa buí
An óig-bhean uasal bhí t'reis é thabhairt domh
'S do thabhairfinn púnt ar é bhlaiseadh arís
Do shiúilíos Coíbh agus Baile na Móna
Cathair Tún Tóime 'gus Inis Seircín
Soir ar a chósta sea d'inis domh stróinse
Go rabh sé 'na sheo acu ar Sráid Néidin
Ó mo thuirse mar shileann mo shúile
Indiadh an úll ud a bhí bréa buí
An óig-bhean uasal bhí t'reis é thabhairt domh
'S do thabhairfinn púnt ar é bhlaiseadh arís

The Apple

I have a little story to tell you
Of sporting events and talking, too
A beautiful, shiny apple that you put in my pocket
And all I found was a withered seed
For my sorrow, for my eyes water
Gone is that apple that was so bright and yellow
The noble young woman who so recently gave it to me
I would give a pound just to taste it again
I walked through Clare and Carrig Aonar
The harbours of West Cork were before me on the way
Pointe na nGréige and the bare-topped Dorsys
The deer and the calf outside of Boyle
For my sorrow, for my eyes water
Gone is that apple that was so bright and yellow
The noble young woman who so recently gave it to me
I would give a pound just to taste it again
I walked through the Cooleagh as I was worried
The northern parish and the Adare
On the island of Muar, a boy told me
That I would not get its description until I went beyond the thread
For my sorrow, for my eyes water
Gone is that apple that was so bright and yellow
The noble young woman who so recently gave it to me
I would give a pound just to taste it again
I walked through Coíbh and Baile na Móna
Cathair Tún Tóime and Inis Seircín
To the east on its coast, a stranger told me
That it was considered a jewel on Sráid Néidin
For my sorrow, for my eyes water
Gone is that apple that was so bright and yellow
The noble young woman who so recently gave it to me
I would give a pound just to taste it again