Текст и перевод песни Karen Matheson - Puirt a Beul

Puirt a Beul

I bhì à dà, ù à iodailean;
I bhì à dà, adail iodail ù-an.

Ciamar a ruidhleas mo nighean
'S dithis às a'rathad oirre?
Ciamar a ruidhleas mo nighean,
'S ceathrair air an ùrlar.

'S ioma rud a chunna mi,
'S ioma rud a rinn mi;
'S ioma rud a chunna mise
A-muigh air feadh na h-oidhche.

Chunna mi na cudaigean,
Na cudaigean, na cudaigean;
Chunna mi na cudaigean
A'cluich air allt na muilleadh.

Chunna mi na piseagan,
Na piseagan, na piseagan;
Chunna mi na piseagan,
Air spiris bean an t-saighdeir.

Puirt a Beul

I am at two, darling;
I am at two, my darling.

How does my girl squeak,
And two out on her road?
How does my girl squeak,
And four upon the floor?

I have seen many things,
I have done many things;
I have seen many things out
Along the night.

I saw the hazelnuts,
The hazelnuts, the hazelnuts;
I saw the hazelnuts
Playing upon the stream of the meadow.

I saw the fairies,
The fairies, the fairies;
I saw the fairies,
On the soldier's wife's spirit.