Alan Stivell

Alan Stivell - Ye Banks And Braes (Hirovoudou) 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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