Come By The Hills (Buachaill On Eirne)
Celtic Thunder
Celtic Thunder
Come By The Hills (Buachaill On Eirne)
(The first verse is done in Irish.)
Buachaill 탳 Eirne m탩's bhr탩agfainn f탩in cailíƒ deas 탳g
N탩 iarfainn b탳 spr탩 l탩ithe t탡 m탩 saibhir go leor 'S liom
Corcaigh a mh탩id e , dh탡 thaobh a ghleanna's Tíƒr Eoghain
'S mur -athraíƒ m탩 b탩asaíƒ 's m탩 ' t-oibhr ar Chontae
Mhaigh Eo
(Here is translation:
I am a boy from Ireland and I'd coax a nice young girl,
I wouldn't ask for a dowry with her, I'm rich enough myself,
I own Cork, big as it is both sides of the glen and Tyrone,
And if I don't change my ways I'll be the heir for County Mayo.)
Come by the hills to the land where fancy is free.
And stand where the peaks meet the sky and the loughs meet the sea,
Where the rivers run clear and the bracken is gold in the sun;
And the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done.
Come by the hills to the land where life is a song.
And stand where the birds fill the air with their joy all day long,
Where the trees sway in time and even the wind sings in tune;
And, the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done.
Come by the hills to the land where legend remains.
The stories of old, fill the heart and may yet come again,
Where the past has been lost and the future is still to be won;
And, the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done.
And, the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done.