Alan Stivell

Alan Stivell - Ye Banks And Braes (Hirovoudo) lyrics

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Ye banks and braes o bonne doon

How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair

How can ye chant ye little birds

And I sae weary fu o' care ?

Thou'll break my heart thou'll warblin bird

That wantons thro the flowering thorn

Ye minds me o' departed joys

Departed never to return


Penaos oc 'h c'hwi ken kaer gwisket

Traonienn ha prad leun a vleuniou

Penaos e kanit laboused

Tre m'emaon me o skuilh daerou ?

Ho kanaouennou dudius

Va c'halon baour din a ranno

N'ur gomz eus'n amzer evurus

Ha na zeuio biken endro


Oft hae I roved by bonnie doon

To see the rose and woodbine twine

And ilka biro sang o'its love

And fondly sae did I o'mine

Wi lightsome heart I pud a rose

Fu' sweet upon its thorny tree

But my fause lover stole my rose

But ah he left the thorn wi'me


(Da c'houlou deiz 'vel d'abardaez

Me garje mont war ribl ar ster

'N ur vouskanan va c'harantez

'Vel an eostig an alc'choueider)

Dindan ar gwez laouen bepred

E kutuilhen bleuniou dispar

Siwazh setu me dilezet

Ha rannet holl gant ar glac'har
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