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"Rocky road to Dublin" parašyta D.K. Gavan, atlikėjui Harry Clifton XIX amžiuje. Esmė jos labai paprasta - vyriokas keliauja į Liverpulį per Dubliną.
Žodžiai tikrai reto sudėtingumo
In the merry month of May, From my home I started,
Left the girls of Tuam, Nearly broken hearted,
Saluted father dear, Kissed my darlin' mother,
Drank a pint of beer, My grief and tears to smother,
Then off to reap the corn, And leave where I was born,
I cut a stout blackthorn, To banish ghost and goblin,
in a brand new pair of brogues, I rattled o'er the bogs,
And rightened all the dogs,On the rocky road to Dublin.
One, two, three, four five,
Hunt the hare and turn her
Down the rocky road
And all the ways to Dublin,
Whack-fol-lol-de-ra.
In Mullingar that night, I rested limbs so weary,
Started by daylight, Next mornin' light and airy,
Took a drop of the pure, To keep my heart from sinkin',
That's an Irishman's cure, Whene'er he's on for drinking.
To see the lasses smile, Laughing all the while,
At my curious style, 'Twould set your heart a-bubblin'.
They ax'd if I was hired, The wages I required,
Till I was almost tired, Of the rocky road to Dublin.
In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity,
To be so soon deprived, A view of that fine city.
Then I took a stroll, All among the quality,
My bundle it was stole, In a neat locality;
Something crossed my mind, ThenI looked behind;
No bundle could I find, Upon my stick a wobblin'.
Enquirin' for the rogue, They said my Connacht brogue,
Wasn't much in vogue, On therocky road to Dublin.
From there I got away, My spirits never failin'
Landed on the quay As theship was sailin';
Captain at me roared, Said that no room had he,
WhenI jumped aboard, A cabin found for Paddy,
Down among the pigs I played somefunny rigs,
Danced some hearty jigs, The water round me bubblin',
Whenoff Holyhead, I wished myself was dead,
Or better far instead, On the rockyroad to Dublin.
The boys of Liverpool, When we safely landed,
Called myself a fool; I could no longer stand it;
Blood began to boil, Temper I was losin',
Poor ould Erin's isle They began abusin',
"Hurrah my soul," sez I, My shillelagh I letfly;
Some Galway boys were by, Saw I was a hobble in,
Then with a loud hurray, They joined in the affray.
We quickly cleared the way, For the rocky road to Dublin.
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http://www.irishcultureandcustoms.com/aemblem/shillelagh.html
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Šiam vakarui - turbūt pati sudėtingiausia daina iš visų, lietuviškas atitikmuo būtų faktiškai padainuoti gabalą Donelaičio "Metų"
"Rocky road to Dublin" parašyta D.K. Gavan, atlikėjui Harry Clifton XIX amžiuje. Esmė jos labai paprasta - vyriokas keliauja į Liverpulį per Dubliną.
Žodžiai tikrai reto sudėtingumo
In the merry month of May, From my home I started,
Left the girls of Tuam, Nearly broken hearted,
Saluted father dear, Kissed my darlin' mother,
Drank a pint of beer, My grief and tears to smother,
Then off to reap the corn, And leave where I was born,
I cut a stout blackthorn, To banish ghost and goblin,
in a brand new pair of brogues, I rattled o'er the bogs,
And rightened all the dogs,On the rocky road to Dublin.
One, two, three, four five,
Hunt the hare and turn her
Down the rocky road
And all the ways to Dublin,
Whack-fol-lol-de-ra.
In Mullingar that night, I rested limbs so weary,
Started by daylight, Next mornin' light and airy,
Took a drop of the pure, To keep my heart from sinkin',
That's an Irishman's cure, Whene'er he's on for drinking.
To see the lasses smile, Laughing all the while,
At my curious style, 'Twould set your heart a-bubblin'.
They ax'd if I was hired, The wages I required,
Till I was almost tired, Of the rocky road to Dublin.
In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity,
To be so soon deprived, A view of that fine city.
Then I took a stroll, All among the quality,
My bundle it was stole, In a neat locality;
Something crossed my mind, ThenI looked behind;
No bundle could I find, Upon my stick a wobblin'.
Enquirin' for the rogue, They said my Connacht brogue,
Wasn't much in vogue, On therocky road to Dublin.
From there I got away, My spirits never failin'
Landed on the quay As theship was sailin';
Captain at me roared, Said that no room had he,
WhenI jumped aboard, A cabin found for Paddy,
Down among the pigs I played somefunny rigs,
Danced some hearty jigs, The water round me bubblin',
Whenoff Holyhead, I wished myself was dead,
Or better far instead, On the rockyroad to Dublin.
The boys of Liverpool, When we safely landed,
Called myself a fool; I could no longer stand it;
Blood began to boil, Temper I was losin',
Poor ould Erin's isle They began abusin',
"Hurrah my soul," sez I, My shillelagh I letfly;
Some Galway boys were by, Saw I was a hobble in,
Then with a loud hurray, They joined in the affray.
We quickly cleared the way, For the rocky road to Dublin.
O kai paklausai tai atrodo taip paprasta
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Beje, čia apdainuotas ir tradicinis kaimiškosios Airijos ginklas - Shilelleagh (skaityti "Šileilei") - Blacthorn krūmo susisukusi lazda, kurias britai, užėmę Airiją, uždraudė, bet airiai jas nešiojosi kaip vaikščiojimo lazdą
http://www.irishcultureandcustoms.com/aemblem/shillelagh.html
Tai ne šiaip pagalys - yra tam tikra forma ir techniką, kaip ją panaudoti
Tiesa demontruoja ne airiai, o amerikiečiai, bet mitnis panaši