'S Fliuch An Oidhche
(Wet Is The Night)
This is a waulking song. Phonetics by An Cór Ceilteach's resident Scots-Gaelic expert, Eva Gordon.
[Scots-Gaelic]
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[Rough Phonetic]
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[Rann 1] |
[Verse 1] FlyooCH un ay-CHya, oo heel yo-ro, NoCHG sgoor foor ee, oh he-e ah voh, Mah hoog Klown Neel, oo heel yo-ro, Droo-im ah CHooyn yor, boCHoh-reen-yo. [Verse 2] Mah hoog Klown Neel, oo heel yo-ro, Droo-im ah CHooyn yor, oh he-e ah voh, LooCHG nun shoal ard, oo heel yo-ro, Snah long loo-ha, boCHoh-reen-yo. [Verse 3] LooCHG nun shoal ard, oo heel yo-ro, Snah long loo-ha, oh he-e ah voh,, Snam brat-ee-CHun, oo heel yo-ro, Jer-ug iss ooin-ya, boCHoh-reen-yo. [Verse 4] Snam brat-ee-CHun, oo heel yo-ro, Jer-ug iss ooin-ya, oh he-e ah voh, Snan gun-nee-CHun, oo heel yo-ro, Glas-ah kroo-aCH, boCHoh-reen-yo. [Verse 5] Snan gun-nee-CHun, oo heel yo-ro, Glas-ah kroo-aCH, oh he-e ah voh, Sheem-uGH skair GHoo, oo heel yo-ro, Reesh nah soo-ah ee, boCHoh-reen-yo. [Verse 6] Sheem-uGH skair GHoo, oo heel yo-ro, Reesh nah soo-ah ee, oh he-e ah voh, Ah-gus barn-yuCH, oo heel yo-ro, GHlahs ah GHloosh ee, boCHoh-reen-yo. [Verse 7] Ah-gus barn-yuCH, oo heel yo-ro, GHlahs ah GHloosh ee, oh he-e ah voh, Ah-gus dool-isk, oo heel yo-ro, Gor-um ah vooin ee, boCHoh-reen-yo. [Verse 8] Ah-gus dool-isk, oo heel yo-ro, Gor-um ah vooin ee, oh he-e ah voh, Vair oo maCH ee, oo heel yo-ro, GHoosh-ka foor ee, boCHoh-reen-yo. [Verse 9] Vair oo maCH ee, oo heel yo-ro, GHoosh-ka foor ee, oh he-e ah voh, Vair oos tcheCH ee, oo heel yo-ro, Ghah-veen CHlooy ee, boCHoh-reen-yo. [Verse 10] Vair oos tcheCH ee, oo heel yo-ro, Ghah-veen CHlooy ee, oh he-e ah voh, Moe vyan-naCHk shood, oo heel yo-ro, GHan toor ah GHoo-al ee, boCHoh-reen-yo. [Verse 11] Moe vyan-naCHk shood, oo heel yo-ro, GHan toor ah GHoo-al ee, oh he-e ah voh, GHag ee jee-anaCH, oo heel yo-ro, Lah-jir loo-ah ee, boCHoh-reen-yo. |
Wet is the night oo heel yo-ro, Tonight is cold oh he-e ah voh, If Clan Neil oo heel yo-ro, Are on the ocean boCHoh-reen-yo They of the tall sails And the fast ships And the banners, red and green And the guns, grey and hard. Many a dark rock Has she brushed against. And grey limpet |
Has she shifted. And seaweed Green she reaped. You'll take her out To cold water. You'll bring her in To River Clyde. My blessing to the sawyer Who made her. She would leave water-tight, Strong and swift. |
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