I am listing this for memory sake. I am only listing the songs I have actually heard that HAVE lyrics and/or I can find lyrics to.


INION/Daughter

Inion d’aoire
Ni mise doras do’d mhuintir
Lasta an saol, Glasta gan bhaol

Da mbrisfeadh drom an tsleibhe
No fiu amhain da n’do thadh
Dearg an chre

A inion d’aoire
Ni mise doras do’d mhuintir
Lasta an saol
Glasta gan bhaol.

Daughter of the herdsman
I am not the gateway to your people
Life is over
Locked away forever

Should the mountain’s back break
Or even the red earth burn

Still I cannot be a doorway
Life is over
Locked away forever


Éireann

An gcuirfea fios orm
Am mbeadh aithne gat orm
M’uisci, croi gach crann
An gcuirfea fios orm

N’na Kandje . . . barika . . sondon baya gbelemande . . ah . . .
Ikan soron kanke djede wolodi . . .barika bilatomandi ha
Kiyensoron de kan n’ke
Diede wolodi . . dununya . . . sodon baya gbelemande
Eh nana Kandje fiye dinyesa

Chuiris cros I lar an bhothair dom
Lamh na gcarad in am a ghatair dom
Feach doimhin isteach id shuile gorm

(Translaion)

Would you search me out
Would you recognize me
My waters, the heart of every tree
Would you look for me

N’na Kandje . . . barika . . sondon baya gbelemande . . ah . . .
Ikan soron kanke djede wolodi . . .barika bilatomandi ha
Kiyensoron de kan n’ke
Diede wolodi . . dununya . . . sodon baya gbelemande
Eh nana Kandje fiye dinyesa

You placed a sign on the road to guide me
A hand of friendship in a time of need
I look deep into your blue eyes

I Think of…

Chuamar’ na sios go inneall an chre
Chuamar’ na sios go imeall an bhri
Chuamar’ na sios go preamhancha an tsaoil

D’oscail mo schull
D’ardaigh mo chroi
D’athuraigh an bhri

Is dfhagfadh me go buan

Cuimhnim ar mo m’hathair
Cuimhnim ar mo m’athair
Cuimhnim ar na deithe

Cuimhnim ar mo m’hathair
Cuimhnim ar mo m’athair
Cuimhnim ar mo cheile

(Translation)

We went down to the engine of the earth
We went down to the edge of meaning
We went down to the roots of experience

My eyes were opened
My heart was lifted
All sense was twisted

And I was left forever wounded
I think of my mother
I think of my father
I think of my father

I think of the gods
I think of my mother
I think of my father
I think of my woman

Release

Don’t argue amongst yourselves
Because of the loss of me
I’m sitting amongst yourselves
Don’t think you can’t see me
Don’t argue amongst yourselves
Because of the loss of me
I haven’t gone anywhere
but out of my body

Reach out and you’ll touch me
Make effort to speak to me
Call out and you’ll hear me
Be happy for me

[Ullean pipe solo]

Don’t argue amongst yourselves
Because of the loss of me
I haven’t gone anywhere
but out of my body

Reach out and you’ll touch me
Make effort to speak to me
Call out and you’ll hear me
Be happy for me

Reach out and you’ll touch me
Make effort to speak to me
Call out and you’ll hear me
Be happy for me

AG TRASNU AN LINN
AG FEACHAINT SIOS TRID
NIL AON IARAINN
IM CHROI INNIU

AG OSCAILT AN SIOL
AG FEITHEAMH DON SCEAL
NIL AON AIRGEAD
IM PHOCA INNIU

IM PHOCA INNIU
IM PHOCA INNIU
INNIU

(Translation)

CROSSING THE POOL
LOOKING DOWN THROUGH
THERE’S NO IRON
IN MY HEART TODAY

OPENING THE SEED
WAITING FOR THE MESSAGE
THERE IS NO MONEY
IN MY POCKET TODAY

IN MY POCKET TODAY
IN MY POCKET TODAY
TODAY

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