Ned of the Hill Lyrics

Song	Ned of the Hill
Artist	Connie Dover
Album	Heart Of The Celts: Songs Of Love
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[00:17.272]	Cé hé sin amugh a bhfuil faobhar ar a ghuth
[00:28.816]	Ag réabadh mo dhorais dhúnta?（Oh, who is that outside with anger in his voice Beating on my closed door?）
[00:42.608]	Mise Éamonn an chnoic atá báiste fuair fliuch（I am Eamann of the hill, soaked through and wet）
[00:54.110]	Ó shiorshiúl sléibhte is gleannta（From constant walking of mountains and glens）
[01:26.640]	Oh, who is without, that in anger they should
[01:34.376]	Keep beating my bolted door?
[01:43.809]	I am Ned of the hill, long weary and chill
[01:51.760]	From long trudging over marsh and moor.
[02:01.568]	My love, fond and true, what else could I do
[02:09.702]	But shield you from wind and from weather,
[02:18.863]	When the shot falls like hail, they us both shall assail,
[02:26.847]	And mayhap we will die together.
[03:46.607]	Through frost and through snow, tired and hunted I go,
[03:54.470]	In fear both of friend and of neighbour
[04:03.920]	My horses run wild, my acres untilled,
[04:11.970]	And all of it lost to my labour.
[04:21.654]	What grieves me far more than the loss of my store
[04:29.517]	Is there’s no one would shield me from danger,
[04:39.076]	So my fate it must be to bid farewell to thee,
[04:46.893]	And languish amid strangers.
[05:00.686]	A chumainn's a shearc, rachaimidne seal（My darling, my beloved,We will go off together for a while）
[05:08.418]	Fá choillte na measa gcumhra（To forests of fragrant fruit trees）
[05:17.975]	Mar a bhfaighimid an breac, 'S an lon ar a nead(And the blackbird in his nest)
[05:26.054]	An fhia 'gus an poc ag búireach(The deer and the buck calling)
[05:35.698]	Na h-éiníní binne, ar ghéigíní a' seinm(Sweet little birds singing on branches)
[05:43.770]	Is an cuaichín ar bharr an úir ghlais(And the little cuckoo on top of the green yew tree)
[05:53.217]	Go brách ní thiocaidh(Forever, forever, death will not come near us)
[06:02.461]	An bás inár ngoire, I lár na coille cumhra(In the middle of our fragrant forest)

[00:17.272]	Ce he sin amugh a bhfuil faobhar ar a ghuth
[00:28.816]	Ag re abadh mo dhorais dhu nta? Oh, who is that outside with anger in his voice Beating on my closed door?
[00:42.608]	Mise É amonn an chnoic ata ba iste fuair fliuch I am Eamann of the hill, soaked through and wet
[00:54.110]	Ó shiorshiu l sle ibhte is gleannta From constant walking of mountains and glens
[01:26.640]	Oh, who is without, that in anger they should
[01:34.376]	Keep beating my bolted door?
[01:43.809]	I am Ned of the hill, long weary and chill
[01:51.760]	From long trudging over marsh and moor.
[02:01.568]	My love, fond and true, what else could I do
[02:09.702]	But shield you from wind and from weather,
[02:18.863]	When the shot falls like hail, they us both shall assail,
[02:26.847]	And mayhap we will die together.
[03:46.607]	Through frost and through snow, tired and hunted I go,
[03:54.470]	In fear both of friend and of neighbour
[04:03.920]	My horses run wild, my acres untilled,
[04:11.970]	And all of it lost to my labour.
[04:21.654]	What grieves me far more than the loss of my store
[04:29.517]	Is there' s no one would shield me from danger,
[04:39.076]	So my fate it must be to bid farewell to thee,
[04:46.893]	And languish amid strangers.
[05:00.686]	A chumainn' s a shearc, rachaimidne seal My darling, my beloved, We will go off together for a while
[05:08.418]	Fa choillte na measa gcumhra To forests of fragrant fruit trees
[05:17.975]	Mar a bhfaighimid an breac, ' S an lon ar a nead And the blackbird in his nest
[05:26.054]	An fhia ' gus an poc ag bu ireach The deer and the buck calling
[05:35.698]	Na he ini ni binne, ar ghe igi ni a' seinm Sweet little birds singing on branches
[05:43.770]	Is an cuaichi n ar bharr an u ir ghlais And the little cuckoo on top of the green yew tree
[05:53.217]	Go bra ch ni thiocaidh Forever, forever, death will not come near us
[06:02.461]	An ba s ina r ngoire, I la r na coille cumhra In the middle of our fragrant forest

[00:17.272]	Cé hé sin amugh a bhfuil faobhar ar a ghuth
[00:28.816]	Ag ré abadh mo dhorais dhú nta? Oh, who is that outside with anger in his voice Beating on my closed door?
[00:42.608]	Mise É amonn an chnoic atá bá iste fuair fliuch I am Eamann of the hill, soaked through and wet
[00:54.110]	Ó shiorshiú l slé ibhte is gleannta From constant walking of mountains and glens
[01:26.640]	Oh, who is without, that in anger they should
[01:34.376]	Keep beating my bolted door?
[01:43.809]	I am Ned of the hill, long weary and chill
[01:51.760]	From long trudging over marsh and moor.
[02:01.568]	My love, fond and true, what else could I do
[02:09.702]	But shield you from wind and from weather,
[02:18.863]	When the shot falls like hail, they us both shall assail,
[02:26.847]	And mayhap we will die together.
[03:46.607]	Through frost and through snow, tired and hunted I go,
[03:54.470]	In fear both of friend and of neighbour
[04:03.920]	My horses run wild, my acres untilled,
[04:11.970]	And all of it lost to my labour.
[04:21.654]	What grieves me far more than the loss of my store
[04:29.517]	Is there' s no one would shield me from danger,
[04:39.076]	So my fate it must be to bid farewell to thee,
[04:46.893]	And languish amid strangers.
[05:00.686]	A chumainn' s a shearc, rachaimidne seal My darling, my beloved, We will go off together for a while
[05:08.418]	Fá choillte na measa gcumhra To forests of fragrant fruit trees
[05:17.975]	Mar a bhfaighimid an breac, ' S an lon ar a nead And the blackbird in his nest
[05:26.054]	An fhia ' gus an poc ag bú ireach The deer and the buck calling
[05:35.698]	Na hé iní ní binne, ar ghé igí ní a' seinm Sweet little birds singing on branches
[05:43.770]	Is an cuaichí n ar bharr an ú ir ghlais And the little cuckoo on top of the green yew tree
[05:53.217]	Go brá ch ní thiocaidh Forever, forever, death will not come near us
[06:02.461]	An bá s iná r ngoire, I lá r na coille cumhra In the middle of our fragrant forest

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