Turas Siar 286 - Riocard Bairéad, File.

Bhí rocar bairéad ag cruachadh a chuid móna lá.

A man with a cap was stacking his turf one day.

Ní raibh ach bun na cruaiche socraithe aige nuair a tháinig Mager Bingum, an tiarna talún, thart agus a dúirt le teann fuinneoige.

He had only just settled at the base of the stack when Mager Bingum, the landlord, came around and said through the window...

It snat with sounds your ter that barrett.

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'Ná cuir do gheall róthrom air sin,' arsa Rocard.

"Don't put your bet too heavily on that," said Rocard.

Agus chrom sé ar amhrán a chumadh ag lorg cabhrach ar a chomharsana agus a chairde uilig.

And he began to compose a song seeking help from all his neighbors and friends.

Nuair a fuair siad uilig a cuireadh i bhfoirm amhráin agus iad féin go léir luaite ann bhí siad ag briseadh croí ag tíocht.

When they all received their invitation in the form of a song and all of them mentioned in it, they were heartbroken coming...

Ní raibh obair lae ann an mhóin a tharraingt isteach agus a chruachadh bhí an oiread sin i láthair ag an meitheal.

It was not a day's work to bring in the turf and stack it, there were so many present in the meitheal.

Seo mar a thosaíonn an t-amhrán:

This is how the song begins:.

Tá mo chuid móna-sa gróigthe ar an bportach ina sumadáin chomh cruinn gan fód a bheith fliuch dhi.

My turf has been stacked on the bog in such neat little stacks that not a single sod is wet from it.

Tá mo chroí stróicthe le mórobair agus costas ag muíntir an bhóthair dhá, dó is dhá loscadh.

My heart is torn with hard work and expense by the people of the road, twice and twice burned.

Agus seo é véarsa deiridh agus tagairt ann do Mag.

And this is the last verse and a reference in it to Mag..

Tá mo chruachsa déanta.

My stack is made.

Ar éadan a mhealladh tá cúig choiscéim déag is céad troigh ar fad inti.

On the front façade, it measures one hundred and fifteen feet in total.

Chuirfeadh sí trua ar an méide dá mhéad a chuid feara agus b'fhéidir go mbeadh sé níos réachta faoin dteach thú.

She would pity him all the more for the number of his men, and perhaps he would be more at ease in the house with you.

Amhráin eile ócáide is ea in aimsir fearthainne.

Other occasional songs are in rainy weather.