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Saturday, April 11, 2009

WESTERNING HOME (OVER THE WAVES)




Trasna na dTonnta - Westering Home


Trasna na dTonnta
Curfá:

Trasna na dtonnta, dul siar, dul siar.
Slán leis an uaigneas is slán leis an gcéan
Geal é mo chroí agus geal í an ghrian,
Geal bheith ag filleadh go hEirinn.

Chonaic mo dhóthair de thíortha í gcéin
Ór agus airgead, saibhreas an tsaoil.
Éiríonn an chroí 'nam le breacadh gach lae.
's mé ag druidim le duiche mo mhuintire.


Curfá
Muintir am Iarthair 's iad cáirde mo chroí
Fáilte is feile beidh romham ar gach taobh.
Ar fhágail an tsaoil 's é ghuím ar an Rí,
Gur leo sin a chínfear I gcill mé.


Curfá
PHONETIC VERSION

Trah-sna nah done-tah, dul sheer, dul sheer,
Slawn lesh on ooig-nes, iss slawn lesh on gEEn;
G'yal ay muh krEE, ah-gus g'yal EE un gy'reen
G'yal veh egg fillah guh hair-in!
Kun-ig muh go-hin jeh hEEra EE-gayn,
Ore ah-gus air-reged, sev-ras un teel,
Eye-reen un krEE-num leh braka gawk-lay
Ss-may dridim leh dookie muh ween-char!
Air mo h-reel sheer oh eye-rEE muh krEE
Un aym-sheer guh haul-in iss tunntah jas ray
Stooruh guh jeer-ock go-dookie muh klay-v
Iss bay may in nair-in ah-marock!
Meen-char un-ear-har sheed kar-jeh muh krEE
Fall-che es fay-leh veh rowam air-gawk teev,
Air aw-gin un teel shuh, shay gyee-im air un REE
Gur l-yeoson a-shin-sheer ih gill may.




Across the Waves

Chorus:
Crossing the waves going west, going west.
Goodbye to the loneliness & bye to the sadness
Bright is my heart and bright is the sun.
Bright to be returning to Ireland.

I saw my fill of unhappy lands.
Gold and silver, a wealthy way of life
The heart arises with the break of each day.
And me approaching the lands of my people.


Chorus:
The western people are friends of my heart.
Welcome & hospitality before me on every side.
Having this life here I pray to the King.
To be stretched out in a churchyard with them.


Chorus


This is the Scottish version which is a Scots version of the orignal song which orginates in the Hebrides as was composed in Gaelic (slightly different words from the Irish version but the same theme)





Westering home and a song in the air
Light in the eye and its good by to care
Laughter o love and a welcoming there
Isle of my heart my own land

Tell me a tale of the Orient gay
Tell me of riches that come from Cathay
Ah but it's grand to be waken at day
And find oneself nearer to Islay

And it's westering home with a song in the air
Light of me eye and it's goodbye to care
Laughter and love are a welcoming there
Pride of my heart my own love

Where are the folks like the folks of the west
Canty and couthy and kindly, our best
There I would hie me and there I would rest
At home with my own folks in Islay

And it's westering home with a song in the air
Light of me eye and it's goodbye to care
Laughter and love are a welcoming there
Pride of my heart my own love

Now I'm at home and at home I do lay
Dreaming of riches that come from Cathay
I'll hop a good ship and be on my way
And bring back my fortune to Islay

And it's westering home with a song in the air
Light of me eye and it's goodbye to care
Laughter and love are a welcoming there
Pride of my heart my own love

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