Lyr Add: An t-Aodainn Ban

Subject: Lyr Add: A
From: RunrigFan
Date: 06 Feb 21 - 07:42 PM

Bho'n dh'fhàg mi'n tir 's am b'eaolach mi
Gur mór mo bhròn 's mo chaoidh
Chan fhaic mo nis na cnocanan
Na sluichd agus na h-uilt
Gur fada bho mo chàirdean mi
Ach 's làidir is 'nam chuimhn'
'S na guthan chuireadh fàilt' orm
An dràsda mi cha chluinn

'S na cnocan àrda duatharrach
A shuathas anns na nèoil
Chan eil 's an tir nas bòidhch' na iad
Le fraoch orra mar chleochd
'S gun dùn am bàs mo shùilean-sa
'S nach fhaic 's nach cluinn mu'n còrr
Bi mi' uidh 's an Eilean Sgiathanach
A dh'àraich mi o m'òig

Nuair dhealras grian an t-shamhraidh
Air na bruthaichean as àill'
'S a chi thu fa's na flùraichhean
As boidhche fo na nèoil
Chan fhacas riamh leo' gàradair
No làmh cha deach nan còir
Ach 'fàs o bhuidhean nàduir
Tha gach tom, gach lus, gach ròd

Is fhada bho'n àite mi
'S an d'fhuair mi m' àrach og
Is fhada bho'n a Ghàidhlig mi
A bàrdachd is a cèol
Cha chluinn mi bhith cuir fàilt' orm
Le "Ciamar tha thu shèoid?"
'S gu bràth mi dhith cha dhi-chuimhnich
Gun caradh mi fo'n fhòd

'S an t-Aodann Bàn cha'n fhàg mi e
Gun rann chur as a dheidh
Tha móran dhe mo chàirdean ann
'S ann as a tha mi féin
Tha ann an tàmh mo phàrantan
A thog 's a leig mo chèis
'S cho fad 's a bhios ann àit aca
Bi àit' agam dha'n teid

Written by Calum MacFarlane

music.apple.com › album › nuair-bha-mi-òg

https://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/Arthur-Cormack-Nuair-Bha-Mi-Og-CASSETTE-Gaelic-singing/371817870776?hash=item56921275b8:g:LWIAAOxyUrZS28fn

The tune is from https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=84H4tTFDa9Q

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: An t-Aodainn Ban
From: RunrigFan
Date: 06 Feb 21 - 07:42 PM

Since I left the land of my youth
Great is my sadness and yearning
Now I never see the hillocks
The hollows or the pools
I am far from my friends
Although I remember them well
And the voices which welcomed me
Are now no longer heard

The high shady hills
With their peaks in the clouds
There is nothing more beautiful in the land
When they are cloaked in heather
Until death closes my eyes
And I hear and see no more
I will long for the Isle of Skye
Where I spent my youth

When the summer sun shines
On the beautiful banks
And you see the flowers growing
The prettiest under the sun
They have never seen a gardener
And no hand ever cultivated them
But growing from the world of nature
Is every bush, flower and rose

I am far from the place
Where I was brought up
I am far from the Gaelic tongue
The poetry and the music
I am no longer welcomed
With the words "How are you, friend?"
And I will never forget my homeland
Until I lie in the grave

I cannot leave Edinbaine
Without composing a verse in its honor
Many of my friends are there
And I belong there myself
It is there that my parents reside
Who have guided my life's steps
And as long as they live there
There will be a welcome there for me

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: An t-Aodainn Ban
From: RunrigFan
Date: 11 Feb 21 - 11:14 PM

The melody is familiar too

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: An t-Aodainn Ban
From: RunrigFan
Date: 01 Dec 21 - 05:09 PM

only verson i seen

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: An t-Aodainn Ban
From: Felipa
Date: 01 Dec 21 - 09:38 PM

correction to the first line:
Bho'n dh'fhàg mi 'n tìr 'sam b'eòlach mi

(eòlach is correct, not eaolach)