Luyện nghe bài hát Bunan Bui

A Bhu is mo chr do lu
Is do snte ar leaca lom'
Is dtearn t dth no dolaidh sa tr
Is narbh fhearr fon n uisce poill.
D gcuirfe f mo dhin
Go raibh t i ngibhinn n i iot'
bhainfinnse bim ar Loch an in
A do bhal is do bhrollach sos.

N hiad bhur at m ag agaoin
An chuach, an traona n an
Ach an Buinnen Bu, a bh ln de
Is gur cosil fin i snua is i ndreach.
Bhodh s ag na d
Is daoine go mbm ar an ns sin seal
Is nl braon d bhfuighinn nach sos
Ar go bhfuighinn fin bs den tart!

Is mo str orm ligint den l
N nach mbeinnse beo ach seal beag
Is m li gur chan s an bhrag
N go do mo shaol an braon seo a fhil.
Nach t an an phobin ridh
Go dteachaidh s in ag den ar ball?
Is a dhaoine clibh, bhur mbal
N n bhfuighidh sibh braon i bhur mbis!
Oh Bittern, alas to see you stretched
And your there lying on bare flagstones
You did no at all in the country
And would just as prefer water to wine
Had you sent me a message
That you in a quandry, in need of a drink
I would have broken the ice on the
To wet beak and all the way down to your breast.

I'm not lamenting your birds
The cuckoo, the or the dappled heron
But the yellow bittern of the great
Who was just like me in many
He was fond of the sup
And say I'm fond of a drop myself
Whatever comes my way, it's down it goes
For fear I might one day die of thirst!

And my darling asked me to up the booze
Or I'd only be alive a while more,
I her straight out she was telling a lie
And the drink extended my life's span.
you see that bird with the smooth neck
That only a while ago perished with the
Ah, my pleasant people, wet whistles
Because death ye won't get a drop!