Hoireann O – Capercaillie – letras

Early I aroseI went out by the glen of branchesI came back by the glen of the flocksI found the brown-haired girl still in bedI folded her in my own plaidAnd vowed that she need fear no harmThat I would give her to her own motherHow distressed I was, my loveBut if I come back from IrelandWhat presents you will get.’S moch an diugh a rinn mi eirighGhabh mi mach ri gleann na geigeadhThaining mi steach gleann na spreidheadhFhuair mi ghruagach dhonn gun eirighLub mi ‘na mo bhreacan fhein i’s thug mi boid nach b’eagal beud dhiGun tugainn dha mathair fhein i’S mise ghaoil a bha ‘nam eiginnAch ma thilleas mis’ as Eirinn’S tusa ghaoil a gheibh am preusant