Clannad - Coinleach Glas An Fhromhair Lyrics
On the green stubble-fields of AutumnI saw you, my sweetheart.Nice were your feet in shoesAnd wonderful your nimble gait.Your hair the color of rosesAnd your ringlets tightly plaitedAlas that we're not marriedOr on board ship sailing awayThe boys around here areLaughing and getting boldAnd the people of the high straw?Are making ?? of my brown girlIf the King of Spain wouldGo abroad with his assembled menI would flatten grass and rank grassAnd I would be with my brown girlBuying cows at the fairIf I were ? and my brown girlGo and come first loveUntil we go over to Gaoth-BearraUntil we separate from each otherThe tops of the branches and the swanfrom the waves ?That won't separate usAnd it's only folly for you to put it ??I wrote a letterTo my sweetheart and a sharp complaintShe sent it back to meThat her heart was inside me.Compose the artsswannoble person ?Finer than silk or bird feathersHeavy is my sighWhen I think of being apart from her.What I heard on SundayAs conversation among the womenThat she was going to be marriedTo a young man from the place.Sweetheart take my adviceAnd this Autumn stay as you areAnd don't tell anyone, my love,That you are my love.
