Eirigh 's Cuir Ort Do Chuid Éadaigh Lyrics

Eirigh 's cuir ort do chuid ÞÆ’©adaigh Go mbearraidh mÞÆ’© fÞÆ’©in do chރºl
Go dtÞÆ’© muid 'soir easpag na hÞÆ’ irne Go gceangaltar mÞÆ’© 'gus tރº
BhÞÆ’ grރ¡ 's cion agam fÞÆ’©in ort A chuid 'en tsaol ÞÆ’©alaigh liom
'S nach duine dona gan chÞÆ’©ill A scarfadh ރ³ chÞÆ’©ile sinn

Cuirimse croÞÆ’ ar a' phރ³sadh 'S ar bhuachaillÞÆ’ ރ³ga an tsaoil
Nރ¡rbh fhearr dރ³fa cailÞÆ’n deas ރ³g acu Nރ¡ bean agus puntaÞÆ’ lÞÆ’©i
OÞÆ’che mhރ³r fhada sa gheimhreadh Nރ¡r dheas bheith 'sރºgradh lÞÆ’©i
'Bhfarras a' chailleach 'srannfaÞÆ’ 'S ÞÆ’ 'tarraingt a' plaincead lÞÆ’©i

DÞÆ’© Mރ¡irt a rinneadh mo chleamhnas Mo chreach 's m'amhgar gÞÆ’©ar
Ghlac mise comhairle mo mhuintir 'S pairt mhރ³r do m'aimhleas ÞÆ’©
Pރ³sadh mise gan amhras Ar shamhailt do mhnaoi gan scÞÆ’©imh
'S nÞÆ’l aon chailÞÆ’n dރ¡ gcasfaÞÆ’ sa ghleann damh Nach rachainn 'un cainte lÞÆ’©i

Nuair a thÞÆ’©imse 'un Aifrinn DÞÆ’© Domhnaigh 'SÞÆ’© fhiafraÞÆ’os gach ރ³igfhear daom
'Chormaic, an bhfuil tusa pރ³sta? Nރ¡ an airÞÆ’onn tރº an ރ³ige 'choÞÆ’ch'?
'SÞÆ’© abraim is deirim fÞÆ’©in leofa Go n'aireochainn go mރ³r fa-raor
'S an mÞÆ’©id agaibh atރ¡ gan pރ³sadh Gur agaibh atރ¡ spރ³rt an tsaoil



[lyrics was taken from http://www.lyrics.my/artists/clannad/lyrics/eirigh-s-cuir-ort-do-chuid-a-adaigh]
[ Eirigh 's Cuir Ort Do Chuid Éadaigh lyrics found on http://lyrics.my ]
Ach gheobhaidh mÞÆ’© hata 'gus brރ³ga Agus ÞÆ’©ireochaidh mÞÆ’© ރ³g arais
Agus rachaidh mÞÆ’© amach go Gleann Domhain Sin an ރ¡it a bhfuil mރ³rރ¡n ban
Go bhfaghaidh mÞÆ’© cailÞÆ’n deas ރ³g ann A shiރºlas a' rރ³d go glan
'S nރ¡rbh fhearr liomsa leis na mnރ¡ mރ³ra Nރ¡ cailleach Ghleann Domhain 's a ba

extra verses:
Aisling a chonaic mÞÆ’© arÞÆ’©ir ar leaba agus mÞÆ’© i mo luÞÆ’,
Go dtރ¡inig sÞÆ’ chugam mar fhÞÆ’©irÞÆ’n, ainnir na gciabhfholt buÞÆ’
BhÞÆ’ a ރ³rfholt snoite go fÞÆ’©ar lÞÆ’©i, is nÞÆ’l tuile da mhÞÆ’©id nach gclaÞÆ’odh,
ÞÆ’ is, a RÞÆ’, ÞÆ’©r mhiste do chlÞÆ’©ir ÞÆ’©, dރ¡ gcodlރ³inn arÞÆ’©ir le mnaoi?

Is trua gan mise is an niamh bheag na leice mÞÆ’lte ރ³ chuan,
In oileރ¡n an Chlochair Bhig Chraobhaig mar a thiteas na nÞÆ’©alta chun suain,
An ރ¡it a mbÞÆ’onn an nead ag an ÞÆ’©anlaith, an fiolar, an ghÞÆ’©ag is an chuach,
Chuirfinnse gease ar an ÞÆ’©an bheag solas an lae thabhairt uainn

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