mouth music - (translation) falalalo lyrics
o fair-headed lad, if you say the word
yours is my right hand, right away, if you come with affection
isn’t it a pity that you and i did not meet
on an island without ebbtide, without oar, without coracle, without rudder
if you go to sea, love, have a guinea in your pocket
and drink my health in every place that you sit at table
with your bright, light, joyous, high-spirited, young heart
how i do like the mouth from which music comes most sweetly!
i love the teeth, and the mouth that would not grumble
how i wish that you would come to me and stretch out by my side
if it were not for the gossips, my love and i would surely be
with the blessing of the clergy, together in a firm bond
oh, if you and i were on a mountain, hill or shady slope
or on a white beach, in a place where no-one has ever been
seven days, seven nights, without rest, without sleep, without food
but with you, love, your fair arm freely round me
heard from penelope morrison (south uist); additional text from the macdonald collection
of
gaelic poetry (angus & archibald macdonald, ed. 1911)
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