Another animation from the Anam an Amhráin set, this hauntingly beautiful piece is sung by Mairéad Ní Mhaonaigh.
HOME
Om is a wonderful
chanted sound ….
Om - Ooooommm -
Ommmmmmm ….
Home is a
wonderful chanted sound ….
Home - Homme -
Hommmmmmmme ….
Home in the arms
of my wife and kids ….
Home in the warmth of my sacred walls ….
Home in the warmth of my sacred walls ….
Home with the
smell and scent of out
there and my
missing in my coat and in hair.
Home from work -
home from war - home
from being alone
- home - Hommmmmme.
© Andy Costello, Reflections
2019
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Background Song in Gaelic to Cartoon on top:
Dun Do Shuil
Dún do shúil, a rún mo chroí
A chuid den tsaol, 's a ghrá liom
Dún do shúil, a rún mo chroí
Agus gheobhair feirín amárach
A chuid den tsaol, 's a ghrá liom
Dún do shúil, a rún mo chroí
Agus gheobhair feirín amárach
Tá do dheaid ag teacht gan mhoill ón chnoc
Agus cearca fraoich ar láimh leis
Agus codlaidh go ciúin 'do luí sa choid
Agus gheobhair feirín amárach
Agus cearca fraoich ar láimh leis
Agus codlaidh go ciúin 'do luí sa choid
Agus gheobhair feirín amárach
Dún do shúil, a rún mo chroí
A chuid den tsaol, 's a ghrá liom
Dún do shúil, a rún mo chroí
Agus gheobhair feirín amárach
A chuid den tsaol, 's a ghrá liom
Dún do shúil, a rún mo chroí
Agus gheobhair feirín amárach
Tá an samhradh ag teacht le grian is le teas
Agus duilliúr ghlas ar phrátaí
Tá an ghaoth ag teacht go fial aneas
Agus gheobhaimid iasc amárach
Agus duilliúr ghlas ar phrátaí
Tá an ghaoth ag teacht go fial aneas
Agus gheobhaimid iasc amárach
Dún do shúil, a rún mo chroí
A chuid den tsaol, 's a ghrá liom
Dún do shúil, a rún mo chroí
Agus gheobhair feirín amárach
A chuid den tsaol, 's a ghrá liom
Dún do shúil, a rún mo chroí
Agus gheobhair feirín amárach
One English Translation:
Close your
eyes, my love
My worldly joy, my treasure
Close your eyes, my love
And you will get a present tomorrow
My worldly joy, my treasure
Close your eyes, my love
And you will get a present tomorrow
Your dad is
coming from the hills
With game and grouse in plenty
So close your eyes, my love, my joy
And you will get a present tomorrow
With game and grouse in plenty
So close your eyes, my love, my joy
And you will get a present tomorrow
Close your
eyes, my love
My worldly joy, my treasure
Close your eyes, my love
And you will get a present tomorrow
My worldly joy, my treasure
Close your eyes, my love
And you will get a present tomorrow
The summer sun
shines bright and warm
And potato stalks grow greener
A bracing breeze blows from the south
And we will have fish tomorrow
And potato stalks grow greener
A bracing breeze blows from the south
And we will have fish tomorrow
Close your
eyes, my love
My worldly joy, my treasure
Close your eyes, my love
And you will get a present tomorrow
My worldly joy, my treasure
Close your eyes, my love
And you will get a present tomorrow
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