Текст и слова песни Black 47 – Go Home Paddy
(Irish lyrics)
Mo chreach ghéarchúiseach
Ná rabhas ar do chúlaibh
nuair lámhadh an púdar,
go ngeobhainn é im chom dheas
nó i mbinn mo ghúna,
is go léigfinn cead siúil leat
a mharcaigh na súl nglas
ós tú b'fhearr léigean chucu
(English translation)
My biting bitter loss
I was not at your back
When the powder was fired
So my fine waist could save you
or the hem of my dress
'til I let you go free
my slate-eyed writer
well-able for them all.
Mo chreach ghéarchúiseach
Ná rabhas ar do chúlaibh
nuair lámhadh an púdar,
go ngeobhainn é im chom dheas
nó i mbinn mo ghúna,
is go léigfinn cead siúil leat
a mharcaigh na súl nglas
ós tú b'fhearr léigean chucu
(English translation)
My biting bitter loss
I was not at your back
When the powder was fired
So my fine waist could save you
or the hem of my dress
'til I let you go free
my slate-eyed writer
well-able for them all.
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