Are these the full lyrics? I'm only going from memory but I seem to recall
more after this. I'm remembering the Clancy Brothers' version. Maybe they
added to the end of it? Thanks for the lyrics, though. =)
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From: Dennis King [SMTP:[log in to unmask]]
Sent: Wednesday, June 25, 1997 10:26 AM
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Subject: Re: Lyrics to a song
On Wed, 25 Jun 1997, Darryl L. Pierce wrote:
> If anybody knows them, I'd love the lyrics to "Eamon an chniuic"
> (Eamon on the Hill), either in English, Gaelic or (preferably) both.
Actually, "E/amon *of* the Hill"
Ce/ he/ sin amuigh a bhfuil faor ar a ghuth
ag re/abadh mo dhorais du/nta?
Mise E/amon an Chnoic ata/ ba/ite fuar fliuch
o/ shi/orshiu/l sle/ibhte is gleannta.
A lao dhil is a chuid, cad a dhe/anfainnse duit
mura gcuirfinn ort beinn de mo ghu/na
is go bhfuil pu/dar go tiubh a/ shi/orshe/ideadh leat
is go mbeimis araon mu/chta.
Who is that out there with an edge on his voice
beating at my closed door?
It's me, Eamon an Chnoic, drowned cold and wet
from endless walking the mountains and valleys.
O my darling ["beloved calf"] and treasure, what could I do for you
if not to wrap you in my dress
and there is powder galore being blown with you
and we will both be smothered.
[yes, the last 3 lines are obscure! - "powder"? gunpowder, dust, snow?]
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