Altan A Stor A Stor A Ghra Lyrics

A Stor A Stor A Ghra Lyrics

Gaelic:



A stór, a stór, a ghrá

A stór, a stór an dtiocfaidh tú?

A stór, a stór, a grhá

An dtiocfaidh tú nó an bhfanfaidh tú?



Bhí me lá breá samhraidh i mo sheasamh ar an mhargadh

'S is iomai fear a dúirt lion: "Monuar, gan tú sa bhaile
agam".



Gheall mo ghrá domsa cinnte go dtiocfadh si

Ni raibh a culaith Déanta agus sin an rud a choinnigh i



Thart tóin an gharrai, a Mháire, bhfuil  an fhidil leat?

Aicearra na bprátai go dtéimid' sair an fhidileoir



Mhí mise lán den tsaoil is bhi cion amuigh is istigh orm

Nach mór a dáthraigh an saol nuair nach bhfuil eion ag duine ar 

bith orm?



English:



One fine summers day as I stood there in the market place

Many a fine young man remarked, “I’m sad you are not home with
me.�



Chorus:



My darling, my darling, my love

My darling, my darling, will you come with me

My darling, my darling, my love will you come with me or settled be.



My true love promised kindly that she would surely come with me

Her wedding dress not ready, delayed her in joining me.



We have got water from the Eirne, and green grass from the heaven’s
stems

Cows udders are near rending from the overflow of milk in them.



By the bottom of the garden, a Mary, is the fiddle there?

The shortcut by the praties, we’ll hasten to the fiddler.



At one time in my life I was dearly loved by everyone

Haven’t times changed when no one cares a whit for me?