Clannad Lyrics

Album: Crann Ull

Bunan Bui Lyrics

A BhuinneГ¡n BhuГ­ is Г© mo chrГ¡ do luГ­

Is do chnГ¡mha sГ­nte ar leaca lom'

Is nach dtearn tu dГ­th no dolaidh sa tГ­r

Is narbh fhearr leat fГ­on nГі uisce poill.

DГ¡ gcuirfeГ¡ scГ©ala fГ¡ mo dhГ©in

Go raibh tu i ngГ©ibhinn nГі i ndeacair iot'

Г“ bhainfinnse bГ©im ar Loch Mhic an Г‰in

A fhliuchfadh do bhГ©al is do bhrollach sГ­os.

NГ­ hiad bhur n-Г©anlaith atГ¡ mГ© ag Г©agaoin

An chuach, an traona nГ¡ an chorr-bhreac

Ach an BuinneГ¡n BuГ­, a bhГ­ lГ¡n de chroГ­

Is gur cosuil liom fГ©in Г© i snua is i ndreach.

BhГ­odh sГ© ag sГ­orГіl na dГ­

Is deir daoine go mbГ­m ar an nГіs sin seal

Is nГ­l braon dГ¡ bhfuighinn nach ligfinn sГ­os

Ar fhaitГ­os go bhfuighinn fГ©in bГ¡s den tart!

Is Г© 'd'iarr mo stГіr orm ligint den Гіl

NГі nach mbeinnse beo ach seal beag gearr:

Is Г© duirt mГ© lГ©i gur chan sГ­ an bhrГ©ag

NГі go mb'fhaide do mo shaol an braon seo a fhГ¡il.

Nach bhfeiceann tu Г©an an phГ­obГ¡in rГ©idh

Go dteachaidh sГ­ in Г©ag den tart ar ball?

Is a dhaoine clГ©ibh, fliuchaigГ­ bhur mbГ©al

NГі nГ­ bhfuighidh sibh braon i ndiaidh bhur mbГ¡is! 

Oh Yellow Bittern, alas to see you stretched

And your bones there lying on bare flagstones

You did no harm at all in the country

And would just as prefer ditch water to wine

Had you only sent me a message

That you were in a quandry, in need of a drink

I would have broken the ice on the lake

To wet your beak and all the way down to your breast.

I'm not lamenting your ordinary birds

The cuckoo, the corncrake or the dappled heron

But the yellow bittern of the great heart

Who was just like me in many ways

He was always fond of the sup

And people say I'm fond of a drop myself

Whatever drink comes my way, it's down it goes

For fear that I might one day die of thirst!

And my darling asked me to give up the booze

Or I'd only be alive a short while more,

I told her straight out she was telling a lie

And that the drink extended my life's span.

Don't you see that bird with the smooth neck

That only a while ago perished with the thirst?

Ah, my pleasant people, wet your whistles

Because after death ye won't get a drop!