Samhradh Samhradh
The song was first heard of in Dublin 1730, a song written for the Gaelic festival known as Bealtaine that marks the beginning of summer, celebrated April 30 to May 1.
During the festival there is the lighting of bonfires and making of flower decorations.
This song is a perfect summer tune to listen to during a road trip through the country side.
Samhradh, samhradh, bainne na ngamhna
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Samhradh buí na nóinín glégeal
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Thugamar linn é ón gcoill chraobhaigh
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Samhradh buí ó luí na gréine
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Samhradh, samhradh, bainne na ngamhna
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Samhradh buí na nóinín glégeal
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Tá an fhuiseog ag seinm ‘sag luascadh sna spéartha
Áthas do lá is bláth ar chrann
Tá an chuach is an fhuiseog ag seinm le pléisiúr
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Samhradh, samhradh, bainne na ngamhna
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Samhradh buí na nóinín glégeal
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Samhradh buí na nóinín glégeal
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Thugamar linn é ón gcoill chraobhaigh
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Samhradh buí ó luí na gréine
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Samhradh, samhradh, bainne na ngamhna
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Samhradh buí na nóinín glégeal
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Tá an fhuiseog ag seinm ‘sag luascadh sna spéartha
Áthas do lá is bláth ar chrann
Tá an chuach is an fhuiseog ag seinm le pléisiúr
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Samhradh, samhradh, bainne na ngamhna
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Samhradh buí na nóinín glégeal
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Summer, summer, the calves milk
We brought the summer with us
Yellow daisies Summer glégeal
We brought the summer with us
We brought it from leafy woods
We brought the summer with us
Yellow summer from sunset
We brought the summer with us
Summer, summer, the calves milk
We brought the summer with us
Yellow daisies Summer glégeal
We brought the summer with us
The lark playing 'sag swinging in the skies
Pleased to day flower tree
The cuckoo is the lark singing with joy
We brought the summer with us
Summer, summer, the calves milk
We brought the summer with us
Yellow daisies Summer glégeal
We brought the summer with us
In my family, the last immigrants were Irish, arriving in the USA in 1880. From Cork and Dublin, they passed stories, humor, generosity and spirituality down through the decades, and I find the resources of modern life to learn more about them is an amazing boon to my understanding of who we are and what we give to the world. I especially like that our Irish language flourishes.
As I love my garden--the concept of summer (flowers), birds, and leafy woods bring summer with them is precisely how I feel.
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