Briotánach Óg ó L'Orient ڰۣڿڰۣ ♥ ڰۣڿڰۣ BEAL TUINNE

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'' Briotánach Óg ó L'Orient''
Míobhán na beatha i gcorrán géill an bháis
Féachann sé uaidh síos
Mairnéalach óg ´L'Orient
I ndreap' i bhfaillte Chíarra´.
Aréir in am mharbh na hoiche
Shúncáil a bhád - crachta ag carraig
Sa tsnámh 's suas éadan faille
Stop gallán é i gconair a éalaithe.

Gheal an la dhó ar ionad a thórraimh
Meangadh imearthach na dtonn ar chloch
Ag feitheamh lena thiteam síos
Céad troigh go scairbh dubh fiaclach.
A bhás! Nach neamhthrócaireach tú
Ar mhac baintrí trí chéad míle óna mham
É a sheas ceann cothaithe
A thuig agus a ghéill riamh do Chríost.

Lastuas de ar shleamhnán sléibhe
Bhí caoirigh ag méiligh, bhog sé láimh
Lig as fead glaice a chéas go gear
Ciuíneas na maidine ar Thúr Bhaile Dháith
Chuala aoire an teachtaireacht
B'fhios do siolla an bháis sa bhfead
Le cómh aoire agus téada réidh síos ar fad ar
Scáth an ghalláin chonaiceadar fear.

Anois nó ríamh, bhí misneach ar a thriall
Le téad thar a chom chuaigh duine acu
Troigh ar throigh amach ar spuaic
Dromchapallach carriage
In éadan na faille.
Fáisceann crobh ar chrobh anois
An máirnéalach ar crochadh ó ghéag an aoíre
Le neart fathaigh agus croí leon
Tugann sé leis é trasna
Trasna diaidh ar ndiaidh

Cúlaid troigh ar through ó ghob an bháis
Líonann deora buíochais súile an óg-fhir
Pógann sé dlúth an láimh a chuir Críost
Chun tearmann a thrócaire dúinn a thaispeáint.
Moltar i L'Orient go mór anocht
Gníomh na beirte fear ó Bhaile Reo
A chuaigh chomh dian i ndreap an bháís
Chun ainm na fhior- Éireannaigh a chomeád beo
Go deo.
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Briotánach Óg Ó L'Orient
Dizziness of life in the yielding hook
of death; he looks down from him
a young sailor from L'Orient
stranded on the cliffs of Kerry
Last night in the dead of night
His boat sank - wrecked by a reef -
In swimming and climbing the face of a cliff
a standing stone stopped him on the pass to his escape.

Chorus

Young Breton from L'Orient
Young Breton from L'Orient

The day brightened on the site of his wake
And the playful grin of the waves on a stone
Waiting for his fall
One hundred feet to a toothy black reef.
Oh death! how unforgiving you are
To the son of a widow three hundred miles
From his mother - he who stood fed and strong -
Who understood and yielded to Christ.

Chorus

Above him on the slippery mountain
Sheep were bleating; he moved a hand
And let a whistle from his hands that crucified
sharply the morning quiet on Tower Baile Dháith
A shepherd heard the message
And knew the syllable of death in the whistle.
With a fellow shepherd and a rope they let it down
And on the reflection of the standing stone they saw a man.

Chorus

Now or never there was courage in his quest
With a rope around his waist one of them went
Foot by foot out on the pinnacle of the rock
The face of rock against the face of the cliff.
A hand embraces on hand and now
The sailor is hanging from the limb
of the Shepard With the strength of a giant and the heart of a lion
He brings him with him across bit by bit.

Chorus

They retreat foot by foot from the mouth of death
And tears of thanks in the young man's eyes
He fondly kissed the hand that Christ sent
To show the sanctuary of his mercy.

L'Orient is praised on high tonight
The act of the two men from Baile Reo
Who went so deep into the crevice of death
To keep the name of the true Irish alive forever.

Chorus
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