Timeless: The Songs, The Sound, The Tradition

Thart orainn
Reált geal san oíche
Tá'n fharraige chiúin
Agus suaimhneas sa ghaoth
An fharraige chiúin
Ina codladh sa ghaoth

Thíos sa ghleann an ghleann an cheo
Riocht na gréine i gCaisleán �ir
Tá'n fharraige chiúin agus suaimhneas sa ghaoth
An fharraige chiúin ina codladh sa ghaoth

Driocht a mheall na daoine roinn
Soilse geala i gCaisleán �ir
Tá'n fharraige chiúin agus suaimhneas sa ghaoth
An fharraige chiúin ina codladh sa ghaoth

Buachaill o/n E/ireann Me/'s bhe/as faoi fe/in caili/n deas o/g,
Ni/ iarr fain bo/ spre/ le/ithe ta/ me/ fe/in saibhir go leor,
's liom corcaigh 'a/ mhe/id e/ dha/ thaobh a ghleanna 's Tir Roghain,
's mur na thiai/ me/ n' t-oidhr' are Chonthae Mhaigeo.
Buachaileacht bo/, mo Leo, nar chleacht mise ariamh,
Ach ag imirt 's ag 'ol 'le ho/gmhna/ deasa fa/ shliabh,
Ma/ chaill me/ mo sto/r ni/ do/' gur chaill me/ mo chiall,
A's ni/ mo/ liom do pho/g na/ 'n bhro/g ata/ 'n caitheamh le bliain.
A chuisle 's a sto/r na/ po/s an sean duine liath,
Ach po/s a' fein o/g, mo Leo, muir' maine se/ ach bliain,
No/ beidh tu/ go fo/oill gan o/ no/ mac os da chionn,
A shilleadh an deor tra/thno/na no/ 'n maidin go trom.
English Translation
I am a boy from Ireland and I'd coax a nice young girl,
I wouldn't ask for a dowry with her, I'm rich enough myself,
I own Cork, big as it is both sides of the glen and Tyrone,
And if I don't change my ways I'll be the heir for County Mayo.
Cow herding, my Leo, I did not never practice,
But playing and drinking with new young women by the mountain.
If I lost my wealth and I don't think I lost my sense,
And your kiss is no more to me than a show worn for a year.
My love and treasure, don't marry the old grey man,
But marry a young man, my Leo, even though he lives but a year,
Or you'll still be without a daughter or son above you,
Crying in the afternoon or in the morning hard.
By: Traditional
From: "Magical Ring"

Ri na cruinne
Ta na daoine ag milleadh
An chine daonna
Nil muid curamach go leor

(a) ri na cruinne
Ta'n duira scriosadh
O bhliain go bliain
Nil muid faichilleach go leor
Muscail are misneadh
Frid an domhain
Muscail are misneach
Trid an domhan
Muscail are misneach
Trid an domhan mhor

Hear a man with a wounded past
While walking on I overheard
He said he was right by being wrong

Hear a man with a wounded child
He lifted her and then she cried
He said he was right by being strong
He was right there all along

He said he was right by being wrong
He was right there all along

The Hunter

The Hunter
Nothing but his might

The Hunter
Nothing but a man

The Hunter

There is a place on the east
Mysterious ring, a magical ring of stones
The druids have lived there once they said,
Forgotten is the race that no-one knows.

[Chorus]
Rum de rum 'rud a derimo
Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

The circled tomb of a different age
Secret lines carved on ancient stone.
Heroic kings laid down to rest
Forgotten is the race that no-one knows.

Wait for the sun on a winter's day
And a beam of light shines across the floor.
Mysterious ring, a magical ring.
But forgotten is the race that no-one knows.

Rothai an t'saoil ag casadh leo
Nil imeacht uaidh go deo
Daoine corr an t'saoil ag goid leo
Ni cuma leo go foill

The wheels of the world keep on turning
It's inevitable
The corrupt people of this world keep on stealing
Yet, they don't care

White fool come to a new land
There's a dark moon on the sand
Then nothing was ever the same again
This land is in their hands

A thousand years of tribe land
Strong winds carry the pulse
Greed and lust it stripped the earth bare
When the white fool came to a new land

Cries of an anthem
Craite
Of fury and unrest
Tuirseach
Fix your eyes to the sound
Eist leo
Of the horizon

Rothai an t'saoil ag casadh leo
Nil imeacht uaidh go deo
Daoine corr an t'saoil ag troid leo
Ni cuma leo go foill

The wheels of the world keep on turning
Its inevitable
The corrupt people of this world keep on fighting
Yet, they don't care

White fool come to a new land
There's a dark moon on the sand
Then nothing was ever the same again
This land is in their hands

A thousand years of tribe land
Strong winds carry the pulse
Greed and lust it stripped the earth bare
When the white fool came to a new land

The three tribesman
Bhi'os acu
Are a t sean doigh
Eist leo

Imtheochaidh soir is siar
A dtainig ariamh
An ghealach is an ghrian

Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day

Imtheochaidh an ghealach's an ghrian
An Daoine og is a chail 'na dhiadh

Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day

Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day

Imtheochaidh a dtainig ariamh
An duine og is a chail ne dhiadh

Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day

Translation
I will go east and go west

(To the places) from whence came
The moon and the sun

The moon and the sun will go
And the young man
With his reputation behind him
I will go wherever he came from
The young man with his reputation behind him

The Poison Glen
Way up there in the poison glen
The sun's going down on the misty mountain
And I'm watching
And wondering
Feeling something from long ago

Haunted echo that surrounds the glen
The heather creeping through
The burned out ruins
And I'm watching
And wondering
Feeling spirits of long ago

Who in the valley shed the poison tear?
No one knows
An old legend of a mythical hero
And I'm watching
And wondering
Feeling something from long ago

May this vale be my silver lining
Pleasing nature with a heart's desire
And I'm watching
And wondering
Feeling everything from long ago

I came around, and I was in need
You came by my side, all my troubles to ease
You collected my heart, healing the past
You'll never lay down and I can count on you

We all speak well of a bridge that carries us over
Over safe
The art of compromise has surely been our greatest strength
...our greatest strength.

When someone pretends, to circle your friends
And finds he's betraying you 'fore it all ends
A bittersweet chain, that'll always remain
So don't let illusions get the better of you

We all speak well of a bridge that carries us over
...over safe
The art of compromise has surely been our greatest strength
...our greatest strength.Love is to share, where words can't compare
Love is desire, so full of fire

We all speak well of a bridge that carries us over
...over safe
The art of compromise has surely been our greatest strength
...our greatest strength.

We all speak well of a bridge that carries us over
...over safe
The art of compromise has surely been our greatest strength
...our greatest strength.