Luyện nghe bài hát Eirigh 'S Cuir Ort do Chuid Éadaigh

Eirigh 's cuir ort do chuid adaigh Go m fin do chl
Go dt muid 'soir easpag na hirne Go m 'gus t
Bh gr 's cion agam fin ort A chuid 'en tsaol liom
'S nach duine dona gan chill A chile sinn

Cuirimse cro ar a' phsadh 'S ar ga an tsaoil
Nrbh fhearr dfa cailn deas g acu N agus punta li
Oche mhr fhada sa Nr dheas bheith 'sgradh li
'Bhfarras a' chailleach 'S 'tarraingt a' plaincead li

D Mirt a rinneadh mo Mo chreach 's m'amhgar gar
Ghlac mise comhairle mo mhuintir 'S pairt mhr do
Psadh mise gan amhras Ar shamhailt do mhnaoi gan
'S nl aon chailn d gcasfa sa ghleann Nach rachainn 'un cainte li

a thimse 'un Aifrinn D Domhnaigh 'S fhiafraos gach igfhear daom
'Chormaic, an bhfuil tusa psta? N an t an ige 'choch'?
'S abraim is deirim fin Go n'aireochainn go mr fa-raor
'S an mid agaibh at gan psadh Gur at sprt an tsaoil

Ach gheobhaidh m hata 'gus brga ireochaidh m g arais
Agus rachaidh m amach go Gleann Domhain Sin an it a mrn ban
Go m cailn deas g ann A shilas a' rd go glan
'S nrbh fhearr liomsa leis na mn mra N cailleach Ghleann 's a ba

verses:
Aisling a chonaic m arir ar leaba m i mo lu,
Go dtinig s chugam mar fhirn, na gciabhfholt bu
Bh a rfholt snoite go far li, is nl tuile da mhid gclaodh,
is, a R, r mhiste do chlir , d gcodlinn arir le

Is gan mise is an niamh bheag na leice mlte chuan,
In oilen an Chlochair Bhig Chraobhaig mar a na nalta chun suain,
An it a mbonn an ag an anlaith, an fiolar, an ghag is an chuach,
Chuirfinnse gease ar an an bheag solas an lae uainn

(title translated; And Dress Yourself)
Another Donegal love song where the composer longs desperately to elope with his loved one to a where he is surrounded only by nature's undisturbed beauty.