The Corrs - Bríd Óg Ní Mháille Lyrics

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Is a Bhríd Óg Ní Mháille
'S tú d'fhág mo chroí cráite
'S chuir tú arraingeacha
An bháis fríd cheartlár mo chroí
Tá na céadta fear i ngrá
Le d'éadan ciúin náireach
Is go dtug tú barr breáchtacht'
Ar Thír Oirghiall más fíor

Níl ní ar bith is áille
Ná'n ghealach os cionn a' tsáile r
Ná bláth bán na n-airne
Bíos ag fás ar an draighean
Ó siúd mar bíos mo ghrá-sa
Níos trilsí le breáchtacht
Béilín meala na háilleacht'
Nach ndearna riamh claon

Is buachaill deas óg mé
'Tá triall chun mo phósta
'S ní buan i bhfad beo mé
Mura bhfaighidh mé mo mhian
A chuisle is a stóirín
Déan réidh agus bí romhamsa
Cionn deireanach den Domhnach
Ar Bhóithrín Dhroim Sliabh

Is tuirseach 's brónach
A chaithimse an Domhnach
Mo hata 'mo dhorn liom
'S mé ag osnaíl go trom
'S mé ag amharc ar na bóithre
'Mbíonn mo ghrá-sa ag gabhail ann
'S í ag fear eile pósta
Is gan í bheith liom




Translation

Oh 
Bridget O'Malley
You have left my heart breaking
You've sent the death 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 pass 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

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lyrics submitted on 30-07-2008