Celtic ballads - Donald
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Bhi moran daoine uasal ann,
Bhi tuataniaigh na h-Alban ann,
Bhi 'n maistir scoile 'san ministir ann,
Bhi an laoch Mac Amhlaigh ann.

curfa:
Donal, 'se Donal,
'Se Donal a rinne an bhainis,
Donal agus Morag a rinne an
bhainis ainmeil.

Bhi cearcan ann, is bhi geoidh ann,
Bhi corr is dosean sgairbh ann,
Seo bha iad is bhi car bi ann,
'Se cearc na n-ean a b'fhear dhuidh ann.

curfa

Bhi braidain 's bric on Eirne ann,
Is fluirse feoil na bhfia n-ean ann,
Feol mart is lao, ba bhlasta bhi,
Bhi uanfheol friochta is oisfheoil ann.

curfa

Bhi 'n di go fial 's fairsing ann,
Bhi brannda is fion na Spainne ann,
Bhi poitin stil is mead le mil,
Bhi beoir is leann na h-Eireann.

curfa

The nobility was plentiful,
And ordinary folkfrom Scotland,
The school master and the minister,
With the warrior MacAuley there.

chorus
It was Donal, it was Donal,
It was Donal made the wedding,
It was Donal and Morag that made a
famous wedding.

The meat of hens and geese there were,
With a dozen cormorants and more,
Of all the foods on offer there,
The tender chicken they did prefer.

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There were Erne trout and salmon there,
With meat of game and wildfowl,
Prime beef and veal made a tasty meal,
With roasts of lamb and venison.

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The varied drinks were plentiful,
With Spanish wine and brandy,
Distilled poteen and honey mead,
And ale and beer from Erin.

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