Letras Si Do Mhaimeo I - Celtic Woman

Si Do Mhaimeo I

'S do mhaimeo, 's do mhaimeo
'S do mhaimeo cailleach an airgid
'S do mhaimeo Bhail' Iorrais Mhoir
'S chuir-feadh s coisti 'r bhoithre Chois Fharraige
'bhFeicfesa 'n «steam» 'ga'l siar Tin U Loing'
'S na rotha gh’l timpeall siar na ceathrna
Caithfeadh s’nstiir naoi n-uair'ar a cl
'S n choinneodh s sil le cailleach an airgid
'Measann t 'bposfaidh, 'measann t 'bposfaidh
'Measann t 'bposfaidh cailleach an airgid?
T 's a’m nach 'bposfaidh, t 's a’m nach 'bposfaidh
Mar ta se ro-og 'gus d’olfadh se’n t-airgead
'S gairid go 'bposfaidh, 's gairid go 'bposfaidh
'S gairid go 'bposfaidh beirt ar an mbaile seo
'S gairid go 'bposfaidh, 's gairid go 'bposfaidh
Sean Sheamais Mhoir agus Maire Ni Chathasaigh
She’s your granny, she’s your granny
She’s your granny, the hag with the money
She’s your granny from the town of Iorrais Mr
And she would put coaches on the roads of Cois Farraige
If you’d see the steam boat going past Tin U Loing'
And the wheels turning speedily at her flanks
She’d scatter the store nine times to the rear
But she never keeps pace with the hag with the money
Do you reckon he’d marry, do you reckon he’d marry
Do you reckon he’d marry the hag with the money?
I know he’ll not marry, I know he’ll not marry
Because he’s too young and he’ll drink the money
We’ll soon have a wedding, we’ll soon have a wedding
We’ll soon have a wedding by two in the village
We’ll soon have a wedding, we’ll soon have a wedding
Between San Seamais Mor and Maire Ni Chathasaigh