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'SÉ FÁTH MO BHUARTHA

Sé fáth mo bhuartha nach bhfaighaim cead cuarta
Sa ngleanntán uaigneach ina mbíonn mo ghrá;
Bíonn mil ar luachair ann is im ar uachtar
Is i dtús an fhómhair a bhíonn na crainn faoi bhláth.
Níl gaoith aduaidh ann, níl sneachta buan ann;
Tá caladh is cuan ann ag loing 's ag bád;
Tá tuilleadh bua ann, 's níl tuaras na Cruaiche ann,
An té a dhéanfá suas lena mhuirnín bán.

Agus shíl mé a stóirín, nuair a bhí tú óg deas,
Go ndéanfá foghlaim ar éalú liom;
Is nach bhfuil tráthnóna ná maidin Domhnaigh,
Nach tú an réalt eolais a bhí ag gabháil romham.
Ag siúl na móinte is na coillte clómhar,
Ach mé bheith pósta le mo mhíle stóirín,
Is mo lámh go bródúil ar a brollach mín.

Ah, to be married to my thousand treasures and my hand proudly on her fine breast.

And there are people complaining about the lyrics in contemporary songs? Not that I am. A fine song from the singing of Tomás Ó Máille on the CD Glór Mhaigh Eo

There is a more complete version in Amhráin Chlainne Gael.
This is a well known song in connemara. I have had singers sing snatches of it to me at parties and at the Irish language class. I presume it is a song that they sang in each other's houses, though it is often hard to get people to be specific about something that to them seems so ubitquitous. Again, I could offer a translation if anyone asks for it."

mesage from Brian 30/July/01