The Corrs - Brid Og Ni Mhaille lyrics

Is a Bhr?d ?g N? Mh?ille 'S t? d'fh?g mo chro? cr?ite 'S chuir t? arraingeacha An bh?is fr?d cheartl?r mo chro? T? na c?adta fear i ngr? Le d'?adan ci?in n?ireach Is go dtug t? barr bre?chtacht' Ar Th?r Oirghiall m?s f?or N?l n? ar bith is ?ille N?'n ghealach os cionn a' ts?ile r N? bl?th b?n na n-airne B?os ag f?s ar an draighean ? si?d mar b?os mo ghr?-sa N?os trils? le bre?chtacht B?il?n meala na h?illeacht' Nach ndearna riamh claon Is buachaill deas ?g m? 'T? triall chun mo ph?sta 'S n? buan i bhfad beo m? Mura bhfaighidh m? mo mhian A chuisle is a st?ir?n D?an r?idh agus b? romhamsa Cionn deireanach den Domhnach Ar Bh?ithr?n Dhroim Sliabh Is tuirseach 's br?nach A chaithimse an Domhnach Mo hata 'mo dhorn liom 'S m? ag osna?l go trom 'S m? ag amharc ar na b?ithre 'Mb?onn mo ghr?-sa ag gabhail ann 'S ? ag fear eile p?sta Is gan ? bheith liom [Translation:] Oh Brid Og O'Malley You have left my heart breaking You've sent the d**h pangs Of sorrow to pierce my heart sore A hundred men are craving For your breathtaking beauty You're the fairest of maidens In Oriel for sure No spectacle is fairer Than moonbeams on the harbor Or the sweet scented blossoms Of the sloe on the thorn But my love shines much brighter In looks and in stature That honey-lipped beauty Who never said wrong I'm a handsome young fellow Who is thinking of wedlock But my life will be shortened If I don't get my dear My love and my darling Prepare now to meet me On next Sunday evening On the road to Drum Slieve 'Tis sadly and lonely I pa** the time on Sunday My head bowed in sorrow My sights heavy with woe As I gaze upon the byways That my true love walks over Now she's wed to another And left me forlorn