Lyr Add: 'Illean Bhithibh Sunndach (Scot Gaelic)

Subject: Lyr Add: 'Illean Bithibh Sunndach (Scot Gaelic)
From: Felipa
Date: 26 Oct 22 - 05:06 PM

a waulking song for fulling the tweed, with a vibrant tune
'Illean is how the word "gillean" for lads, boys (a Ghillean in the vocative case) is pronounced here

The transcription and translation here is from http://beatoninstitutemusic.ca/gaelic/illean-bithibh-sunndach/
There is a sound file on that page, and sheet music is at http://beatoninstitutemusic.ca/wp-content/uploads/sheet-music-illean-bithibh-sunndach.pdf

A singing lesson for Gaelic learners: https://learngaelic.scot/littlebylittle/songs/illean/index.jsp

on a Fiona Mackenzie album: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MAidF83Bm20

'ILLEAN BITHIBH SUNNDACH

Sèist
O ‘illean bithibh sunndach
A-null air a bhòidse,
A’ fàgail ar dùthcha
‘S gun dùil ri tighinn beo innt’.
O ‘ illean bithibh sunndach
A-null air a bhòidse.

1. Gur mise tha fo ghruaimean
Bhith dol a shiubhal chuantan,
‘S i soitheach dubh a’ ghuail
Tha ‘gam fhuadach thar m’ eòlas.

2. Tha sinn dol dh’ Aimeireaga
Far nach bi curam eil’ oirnn’
Cho fad’s a mhaireas coille dhuinn
An eilean Nòbha Scòtia.

3. ‘Illean cridheil togarrach
A nì an t-òl ‘s nach obadh e,
‘S ann an Tobar Mhoire
Nì sinn coinneamh ‘s an tigh-òsta.

4. An gleann a’ bharraich uaine
‘S an lag am biodh an luachair,
Far ‘m bi crodh-laoigh air bhuaile
‘S na gruagaichean dol fòdhpa.

5. Tha sinn dol Cheap Breatainn
Gu taobh na h-abhainn Mhira,
Far am bi na smeòraich
A’ seinn ruinn fad an t-samhraidh.

Translation:
BOYS, BE IN GOOD SPIRITS

Chorus
Boys be in good spirits
Across on the voyage,
Leaving our country
Without hope of returning alive.
Boys be in good spirits
Across on the voyage.

I am despondent
To be about to travel oceans;
It is the black coal-fired vessel
That is banishing me from familiar territory.

We are going to America,
Where we shall have no more worry
As long as forests remain for us
In the isle of Nova Scotia.

Hearty enthusiastic lads
Who can take a drink and not refuse one,
It’s in Tobermory
That we shall meet in the pub.

In the glen of the green branches,
In the hollow of the rushes,
Where dairy cows are in the fold
Being milked by young maidens.

We are going to Cape Breton,
Beside the Mira River
Where the thrushes will sing for us
All summer long.

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: 'Illean Bhithibh Sunndach (Scot Gaelic)
From: RunrigFan
Date: 27 Oct 22 - 06:39 PM

'Illean bithibh sunndach a-null air a' bhoidse        
Fàgail ar dùthcha, gun duil ri thigh'nn beo ann        
'Illean bithibh sunndach a-null air a' bhoidse        
        
'Illean cridheil gaolach togaibh rithe h-aodach
Tha buidheann mo ghaoil-sa Di-Ardaoin 'dol a sheoladh        
        
Gur mise tha gu cianail        a' fàgail a' Chrianain        
A' dol do'n dùthaich fhiadhaich        A dh'iarraidh ar lòin as        
        
Gur mise tha fo ghruaimean a' dol a shiubhal chuantan        =
Tha 'n t-soitheach dubh a' gluasad gu muladach a sheoladh
        
Tha sinn a' dol dh'Amaireaga Far nach bi cùram eil' oirnn        
Cho fad 's a mhaireas coille dhuinn an Eilean Nobha Scotia        

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