I nGaran Na Bhile
(In Garran na Bhile)

Lyrics, phonetics, and translations were taken from printouts graciously produced by Tim Martin and personal transcription.

[Irish-Gaelic]
[Rough Phonetic]

[Curfa]
An raibh tú riamh i nGarán a Bhile?
Nó an bhfaca tú í i nGarán a Bhile?
An tsuairc bhean óg ná gcuacha n-oir.
Sí Cáit mo stóir i nGarán a Bhile.

[1]
Is gile í ná eala ar linne
'S na sneachta ar bharr na craoibhe cruinne.
Is milse a póg ná drúcht ar rós
Sí Cáit mo stóir i nGarán a Bhile.

Curfa

[2]
Is binne a ceol ná iondubh 's na smólach
Agus na philemeol ar chraoibhe na sáile.
Mar loing faoi sheol ar thoinn gan cheo
Sea chimse mo stóir i nGarán a Bhile.

Curfa

[3]
Chugatsa a Chríost le fonn mo ghuí.
Má tá aon brí le ghuí an bhfile.
Gan cáin, gan cíos, gan prainn ar bith
Go raibh Cáit 's a buidhean i nGarán na Bhile.

Curfa

[Chorus]
Ah rev too reev en-yaran ah-villa?
No ah-wakah too ee en-yaran ah-villa?
Ahn toorck van ohg nah guirka nor
Shee Kahtch moe store en-yaran ah-villa.

[1]
Iss gileh ee alah air-lineh
Ss nah shnack-tah air var nah crayveh crin-eh
Iss mill-sheh ah pohg nah druck air rose
Shee Kahtch moe store en-yaran ah-villa.

Chorus

[2]
Iss binn-ah k-yol nah een-duv's na smoll-ach
Agus nah fele-myol air crayveh nah saleh
Mahr loyng fwee h-yol air hin gahn k-yo
Sha him-sha moe store en-yaran ah-villa.

Chorus

[3]
xCoog-aht-sah xCreest leh fahn moe gwee.
Mah tah ayn bree leh gwee a-villa.
Gahn cahyn, gahn cee-us, gahn prein air beh
Guh rev Kahtch ah bwi-jen en-yaran ah-villa.

Chorus


Rough translation of the song...
Chorus.
Were you ever in Garran na Bhile?
Or did you see her in Garran na Bhile?
The cheerful young woman of the golden cuckoo.
'Tis Kate, my treasure, in Garran na Bhile.
1.
She is fairer than a swan on a lake (pool or pond),
And snow atop the branches of the world. (?)
And her kiss is sweeter than dew on a rose
'Tis Kate, my treasure, in Garran na Bhile.

2.
Her music sounds sweeter than a blackbird or thrush
And nightingale on a willow-tree branch.
Like ships under sail on waves without fog.
Sure, I'm seeing my treasure in Garran na Bhile.

3.
To you Christ the desire of my prayer,
If thre is any ferver in the prayer of a poet,
Without tax, rent, or urgency at all...
Is Kate and her friends in Garran na Bhile?

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