Coinleach Glas An Fhromhair Lyrics - Clannad

On the green stubble-fields of autumn 

I saw you, my sweetheart. 

Nice were your feet in shoes 

And wonderful your nimble gait. 

Your hair the color of roses 

And your ringlets tightly plaited 

Alas that we're not married 

Or on board ship sailing away 

The boys around here are 

Laughing and getting bold 

And the people of the high straw? 

Are making ? ? of my brown girl 

If the king of spain would 

Go abroad with his assembled men 

I would flatten grass and rank grass 

And I would be with my brown girl 

Buying cows at the fair 

If I were ? and my brown girl 

Go and come first love 

Until we go over to gaoth-bearra 

Until we separate from each other 

The tops of the branches and the swan 

From the waves ? 

That won't separate us 

And it's only folly for you to put it ? ? 

I wrote a letter 

To my sweetheart and a sharp complaint 

She sent it back to me 

That her heart was inside me. 

Compose the artsswannoble person ? 

Finer than silk or bird feathers 

Heavy is my sigh 

When I think of being apart from her.