Song for Ireland / Cant per Irlanda.
Song for Ireland / Cant per a Irlanda
Walking all the day
near tall towers where falcons build their nests.
Silver wings they fly,
they know the call of freedom in their breasts.
Saw Black Head against the sky
where twisted rocks they run to the sea;
living on your western shore.
Saw summer sunsets, asked for more,
I stood by your Atlantic Sea,
and I sang a song for Ireland.
Drinking all the day,
In old pubs where fiddlers love to play.
Saw one touch the bow,
he played a reel that seamed so grand and gay.
I stood on Dingle beach and cast,
in wild form for Atlantic bass.
Living on your western shore.
Saw summer sunsets, asked for more,
I stood by your Atlantic Sea,
and sang a song for Ireland.
Talking all the day,
With true friends who try to make you stay.
Telling jokes and news,
singing songs to while the time away.
Watched the Galway salmon run
like silver dancing, darting in the sun.
Living on your western shore.
Saw summer sunsets, asked for more,
I stood by your Atlantic Sea,
And I sang a song for Ireland.
Dreaming in the night,
I saw a land where no one had to fight.
Walking in your dawn
I saw you crying in the morning light.
Sleeping where the falcons fly;
they twist and turn all in your air blue sky.
Living on your western shore.
Saw summer sunsets, asked for more,
I stood by your Atlantic sea,
and I sang a song for Ireland.
Tot el jorn voltant,
veig alts penyals on niuen els falcons,
el seu vol al vent:
el crit de llibertat és al seu pit.
BlackHead es retalla al cel,
el gran rocam baixa fins el mar.
Visquent en la costa Oest,
postes de sol veig, què més voleu?
Davant del mar Atlàntic, dret,
per a Irlanda vaig entonar un cant.
Tot el jorn bevent
en vells pubs on sonen gais violins.
Algú pren l’arquet
i toca un reel amb gran solemnitat.
Des de Dingle, fit a fit,
l’esquerp Atlàntic i el seu fons profund.
Visquent en la costa Oest,
postes de sol veig, què més voleu?
Davant del mar Atlàntic, dret,
per a Irlanda vaig entonar un cant.
Xerrant tot el jorn;
amics que prou intenten fer-m’hi quedar.
Noves i acudits,
cantant i amb joia fent passar el temps.
A Galway, el salmó, amunt,
dards argentats dansen davant del sol.
Visquent en la costa Oest,
postes de sol veig, què més voleu?
Davant del mar Atlàntic, dret,
per a Irlanda vaig entonar un cant.
Somnis en la nit,
vaig veure lluïr un país sempre en pau.
A l’alba passejant
el teu plor, en la rosada vaig copsar.
En el son, vol de falcons
que al cel blau fan els seus giravolts.
Visquent en la costa Oest,
postes de sol veig, què més voleu?
Davant del mar Atlàntic, dret,
per a Irlanda vaig entonar un cant.
Lletra i música: Phil Coulter. Canta: Luke Kelly. Traducció i adaptació: M.A.Santapau.
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