Luyện nghe bài hát Buachaill On Eirne

Buachaill o/n Me/'s bhe/as faoi fe/in caili/n deas o/g,
Ni/ iarr bo/ spre/ le/ithe ta/ me/ fe/in saibhir go leor,
's liom corcaigh 'a/ mhe/id e/ dha/ thaobh a 's Tir Roghain,
's mur na thiai/ me/ n' t-oidhr' ar Mhaigeo.
Buachaileacht bo/, mo Leo, nar mise ariamh,
Ach ag imirt 's ag 'ol 'le deasa fa/ shliabh,
Ma/ me/ mo sto/r ni/ do/' gur chaill me/ mo chiall,
A's ni/ mo/ liom do pho/g na/ 'n bhro/g ata/ 'n le bliain.
A chuisle 's a sto/r na/ an sean duine liath,
Ach po/s a' fein o/g, mo Leo, muir' se/ ach bliain,
No/ tu/ go fo/oill gan o/ no/ mac os da chionn,
A shilleadh an deor no/ 'n maidin go trom.
English
I am a boy Ireland and I'd coax a nice young girl,
I wouldn't ask for a dowry her, I'm rich enough myself,
I own Cork, big as it is sides of the glen and Tyrone,
And if I change my ways I'll be the heir for County Mayo.
Cow herding, my Leo, I did not practice,
But playing and drinking with new women by the mountain.
If I lost my wealth and I think I lost my sense,
And your kiss is no to me than a show worn for a year.
My and treasure, don't marry the old grey man,
But marry a young man, my Leo, though he lives but a year,
Or still be without a daughter or son above you,
Crying in the or in the morning hard.
by:
"Magical Ring"