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1. _ Wild Cry, The
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2. _ Indoor
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3. _ Blackstairs
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4. _ Journey's End
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5. _ Caislean Oir
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6. _ Buachaill An Eirne
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' ar 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.
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.
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7. _ In A Lifetime
hard to tell
or recognise a sign
to see me through
a warning sign
first the thunder
satisfied, if the past it will not lie
then the storm
torn assunder
the future you and I get blown away
in the storm
in a lifetime
and as the rain it falls
begin again, as the storm breaks through
heavy in my heart
believe the light in you
so the light shines in you
without color, faded and worn
torn asunder in the storm
unless the sound has faded from your soul
unless it disappears
first the thunder
selfish storm
then the storm
hold on the inside
torn asunder
one life
in the storm
in a lifetime
in a lifetime
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8. _ Northern Skyline
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9. _ Buachaill On Eirne (Boy from Ireland)
Buachaill o/n E/ireann Me/'s bh |
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10. _ Closer To Your Heart
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11. _ Almost Seems (too Late To Turn)
Oh. I care a lot.
You don't believe it's true, do you?
So. The answer's not given before you start,
And try.
Almost seems to late to turn,
What to do if I'm to learn?
Almost seems to late to turn,
To you.
I saw the sad decline,
Of it become a storm.
Stayed so cold last night,
This lonely heart inside me says:
Almost seems to late to turn,
What to do if I'm to learn?
Almost seems to late to turn,
To you.
(Breakdown)
Almost seems to late to turn,
What to do if I'm to learn?
Almost seems to late to turn,
To you.
Now, the anger's gone,
It leaves behind a pain, again.
Where did we go wrong?
Let go my shadow, pass me back.
Almost seems to late to turn,
What to do if I'm to learn?
Almost seems to late to turn,
To you.
(Instrumental to End)
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12. _ Buachaill On Eirne (Boy from Ireland) (English)
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.
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