| Sí Bheag - Sí Mhor |
Sequenced by Barry Taylor |
A great contention arose between the queens, Swelling like a fury from the two fairy hills. For the big fairy hill said that it was superior, Twice over, twice over, to the little fairy hill. "You were never as noble as us, in degree conferred in tribe or church; Take your talk away from us, it makes no sense, Remove your foot and hand from us!" When the hosts gathered there was a terrible battle To and fro over the plains; And there was none that descended from the peaks Who did not lose his head in that slaughter. "Truce! Truce! dear friends! Here come our enemies from Carn Clonhugh, Down from Binn Eachluinn in great force, And let us all stand together!" **** Imreas mór tháinig eidir na ríoghna, Mar fhíoch a d'fhás ón dá chnoc sídhe; Mar a dúirt an tsídh mhór go mb'fhearr i féin Faoi dhó, faoi dho nán an tSídh Bheag. "Ní raibh tú ariamh chomh uasal linn, I gcéim dár ordaíodh i dtuaith nái gcill. Beir uainn do chaint, níl suairceas ann, Coinnigh do chos is do lámh uainn!" An tráth chruinnigh na sluaighte bhí an buala teann Ar feadh na machaireacha anonn 's anall; 's níl aon ariamh dar ghluais ón mbinn Nar chaill a chionn san ar sin. "Párlí! párlí! a cháirde ghaoil! Sin chugaibh ár námhaid ó Charn Chlann Aoidh, O Bhinn Eachluinn aníos na sluaighte dhíobh, Is bímíd uile uile páirteach!" **** |
