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Idir An Dá Sholas Pill, Pill, A Rúin
   
Credits: Traditional; arranged by Maighread Ní Dhomhnaill, Tríona Ní Dhomhnaill & Dónal Lunny
   
Appears On: Idir An Dá Sholas
   
Language: Gaeilge (Irish Gaelic)
   
Other Versions: "Pill A Run O" on Moya Brennan's album Signature
   

Lyrics: English Translation:
   
Crá ort a shagairt Uí Dhónaill Bad luck to you, Father O'Donnell
Nach dona go deo mar a d'imigh tú And wicked the road that you're going now
Léigh sé an tAifreann Dé Domhnaigh Last Sunday you read out the holy mass
Is bhí sé maidin Dé Luain ina mhinistéir But on Monday you turned a minister
   
Curfá: Chorus:
Pill, pill a rúin ó Turn, turn, my dear
Pill a rúin ó is ná himigh uaim Turn, my dear and don't go now
Pill a chuisle is a stóirín ó Turn, my own heart's dear
Is gheobhaigh tú an ghlóir má philleann tú And God's glory awaits you if you turn again
   
Dá bhfeicfeadh sibh Neilí Dé Domhnaigh If you saw Nelly on Sunday
Is a gúna bán go sála uirthi A white gown down to the ground she wore
Búclaí buí ina bróga Buckles of gold on both her shoes
Is í á tarraingt sa ród mar phúca And she drawn along the road like a ghost
   
Tá mallacht na sagart is na mbráithre leat The curse of the priest goes with you now
In do mhála ag imeacht duit The curse of the friars you'll carry, too
Is nach measa duit mallacht do mháthara But the heaviest curse that you'll ever bear
Ná a bhfaca tú ariamh den bhunadh sin Is the mother's curse that I put on you
   
Thréig tú Peadar is Pól You've forsaken Peter and Paul
Agus thréig tú Eoin is an bunadh sin You've forsaken St. John and the other saints
Thréig tú an Mhaighdeán is an ghlóir You've forsaken God's glory and the Virgin, too
Is nach dona go deo mar a d'imigh tú Wicked is the road that you're going now
   
(Curfá) (Chorus)
   
Beidh tú in ifreann go fóill Oh it's down in hell that you will weep
Is na sróite deora ag sileadh leat A river of tears you'll shed down there
Sin an áit a bhfaighidh tú an t-eolas And it's there you'll learn the truth of it
Cé acu is fearr leis an sagart ná an mhinistéir If He'd rather the priest or the minister
   
(Curfá) (Chorus)