Текст и перевод песни Iarla Ó Lionáird - Aililiu Na Gamhna

Aililiu Na Gamhna

Iníon D'aoire Mé Féinig Gan Amhras
Do Bhíodh Ina Cónaí Cois Taobh Na Leamhna
Bhí Bothán Agam Féin Ann Is Fuinneog I Gceann De
S'fad A Bhíodh An Bainne Ag Téamh Agam 'Sea Ghlaofainn Ar Na Gamhna
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna Bána
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna B'iad A B'fhearr Liom
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna Geala Bána
Na Gamhna Maidin Shamhraidh Ag Damhsa Ar Na Bánta
Faightear Dom Cana Agus Faightear Dom Bhuarach
Is Faightear Dom Soitheach Ina Gcuirfead Mó Chuid Uachtair
Ceolta Sí Na Cruinne Bheith Á Síorchur I M'chluasa
Ba Bhinne Liomsa Géimneach Na Mbó Ag Teacht Chun Buaile
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna Bána
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna B'iad A B'fhearr Liom
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna Geala Bána
Na Gamhna Maidin Shamhraidh Ag Damhsa Ar Na Bánta
Rachaimid Ar An Aonach Is Ceannóimid Gamhna
Is Cuirfimid Ar Féar Iad Amach Ins Na Gleannta
Íosfaidh Siad An Féar Is Barr An Aitinn Ghallda
Is Tiocfaidh Siad Abhaile Chun An Bhainne I Gcóir An Tsamhraidh
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna Bána
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna B'iad A B'fhearr Liom
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna Geala Bána
Na Gamhna Maidin Shamhraidh Ag Damhsa Ar Na Bánta

Aililiu Na Gamhna

My Fair Daughter, Sweet Mute Shepherdess
Who Dwelt Beside the Cool Leamy's Edge
I Had a Small Cottage and Window in Front
As Long as the Milk Would Be Getting Warm for Me, I Would Call the Calves
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna Bána
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna B'iad A B'fhearr Liom
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna Geala Bána
The Calves of a Summer's Morning Dancing on the Slopes
My Song and My Lullaby Will Be Gotten
And My Vessel Will Be Gotten In Which I Will Put All My Cream
The Music of the Fairies of the World Will Be Continuously Played in My Ear
Sweeter to Me Would Be the Lowing of Cows Coming to the Milking Shed
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna Bána
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna B'iad A B'fhearr Liom
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna Geala Bána
The Calves of a Summer's Morning Dancing on the Slopes
We Will Go to the Fair and Buy Calves
And We Will Put Them Out to Grass in the Glens
They Will Eat the Grass and the Tops of the Foreign Fern
And They Will Come Home for Milking in Summer
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna Bána
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna B'iad A B'fhearr Liom
Aililiú Na Gamhna Na Gamhna Geala Bána
The Calves of a Summer's Morning Dancing on the Slopes