Gearrthóg Físe
Lyrics
There’s a letter to your mother that is hidden is my desk
– Tá litir chuig do mháthair atá i bhfolach is é mo dheasc
That I wrote to her in a sober mind
– Gur scríobh mé chuici in intinn sollúnta
It’s my apology for all the things I used to be
– Is é mo leithscéal as na rudaí go léir a bhíodh agam
And swearin’ I’ll change over time
– Agus swearin ‘ athróidh mé le himeacht ama
She might not believe me ’cause no one ever does
– B ‘fhéidir nach gcreideann sí mé’ cúis nach ndéanann aon duine riamh
Except her daughter that loves me true
– Ach amháin a hiníon a thaitníonn liom fíor
God forbid all it takes for a boy to finally wait
– Ní choisceann dia gach a thógann sé ar bhuachaill fanacht sa deireadh
Just to be cherished and loved all the way through
– Díreach le meas agus grá a bheith agat an bealach ar fad tríd
She lets me drink my liquor when I’m singin’ through the night
– Lig dom mo dheochanna a ól nuair a bhím ag canadh tríd an oíche
She slaps my hand when it’s too much
– Mo lámh nuair a bhíonn an iomarca
She’s mean and she’s kind, strong and divine
– Tá sí cineálta, láidir agus diaga
And Lord only knows how tough
– Agus Níl A Fhios Ag An Tiarna ach cé chomh diana
So dear Miss, by the time you see this
– Mar Sin, A Chara, faoin Am a fheiceann tú é seo
It’ll be in love or it’ll be in pain
– Beidh sé i ngrá nó beidh sé i bpian
May God bless and keep us
– Go mbeannaí Dia agus coinnigh sinn
May you think kind of my name
– Go gceapfá cineál m ‘ ainm
And I know I’ve had my days and I’ve made my mistakes
– Agus tá a fhios agam go raibh mo laethanta agam agus rinne mé mo bhotúin
So please point me to the nearest perfect man
– Mar sin cuir in iúl dom an fear foirfe is gaire
I’ll gladly take advice from a man with no vice
– Glacfaidh mé comhairle ó fhear gan leas
If it means I can hold your hand
– Má chiallaíonn sé gur féidir liom do lámh a shealbhú
She was raised up proper and I was raised up
– D ‘ ardaigh sí suas ceart agus tógadh mé suas
With a poor working boy’s heart
– Le croí buachaill bocht oibre
The way the light is beatin’ on her smilin’ cheeks this evenin’
– An bealach a bhfuil an solas beatin ‘ar a leicne smilin ‘seo evenin’
Is the finest of the world’s fine art
– Is best world ‘ s fine art
So dear Miss, by the time you see this
– Mar Sin, A Chara, faoin Am a fheiceann tú é seo
I’ll be in love or it’ll be in vain
– Beidh mé i ngrá nó beidh sé in vain
So may God bless and keep us
– Mar Sin, Go mbeannaí Dia agus coinnigh sinn
May you think kind of my name
– Go gceapfá cineál m ‘ ainm
And she’s standin’ in the doorway ramblin’ on about my old ways
– Agus tá sí ag seasamh ‘sa doras ramblin’ ar faoi mo seanbhealaí
How they were reckless and free
– Conas a bhí siad meargánta agus saor
How all my imperfections and every ugly lesson
– Conas mo neamhfhoirfeachtaí go léir agus gach ceacht gránna
Is worth every last second with me
– Is fiú gach soicind deireanach liom
