Belfast Food / Hrvoje Hodak — My Match It Is Made — Tekst

Belfast Food / Hrvoje HodakMy Match It Is Made

Ta mo chleamhnas déanta ó athrú aréir
s'ni mó ná go dtaithníonn an bhean liom féin
ach fágfaidh mé i mo dhiaidh í
'gus imeoidh mé liom féin
ar fud na gcoillte craobhach

My match it was made here last night
To a girl I neither love nor like
But I'll take my one advice and leave her behind
And go roaming the wild woods all over

Shiúil mise thoir agus shiúl mise thiar.
Shiúl mise Corcaigh 'gus sráide Bh'l ath Cliath
ach sámháil de mo chailín deas ni fhaca mise riamh.
'Si an bhean dubh a dhfhóg mo chroi cráite

I walked up and I walked down
I walk Cork, Dublin and Belfast town
But no equal to my true love could I find
She's the wee lass that's left my heart broken

D' eirigh mé ar maidin dhá nair roimh an lá
'gus fuair mé litir ó mo mhile ghra.
Chuala mé an smóilin 's an londubh á rá
gur ealiagh mo ghra thar sáile.

I got up two hours before day
And I got letter from my true love
I heard the blackbird and linnet say
That my love had crossed the ocean