The Big Fellah - Black 47

[00:00.000] 作词 : Larry Kirwan
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Larry Kirwan
[00:00.000]Mo chara is mo lao thu! [My friend and my calf!]
[00:12.266]Is aisling trí néallaibh [A vision in dream]
[00:19.037]Do deineadh aréir dom [Was revealed to me last night]
[00:32.832]IgCorcaigh go déanach [In Cork of a late hour]
[00:41.186]Ar leaba im aonar. [In my solitary bed.]
[01:19.025]I remember you back in the GPO with Connolly and Clarke,
[01:23.007]Laughin’ with McDermott through the bullets and the sparks,
[01:26.678]Always with a smart remark, your eyes blazin’ and blue.
[01:30.467]Oh, when we needed confidence, we always turned to you.
[01:34.071]And when they shot our leaders up against Kilmainham wall,
[01:37.778]You were there beside us in that awful Easter dawn.
[01:41.271]Hey, Big Fellah, where the hell are you now when we need you the most?
[01:49.279]Hey, Big Fellah, c’mon,
[01:54.041]Tabhair dom do lámh. [Give me your hand.]
[02:11.700]Back on the streets of Dublin, when we fought the Black and Tans,
[02:15.479]You were there beside us, a towerin’, mighty man.
[02:19.282]And God help the informer or the hated English spy.
[02:22.930]By Jaysus, Mick, you’d crucify them without the blinkin’ of an eye.
[02:26.668]Still, you had a heart as soft as the early mornin’ dew.
[02:30.530]Every widow, whore, and orphan could always turn to you.
[02:34.087]Hey, Big Fellah, where the hell are you now when we need you the most?
[02:41.598]Hey, Big Fellah, c’mon,
[02:46.718]Tabhair dom do lámh. [Give me your hand.]
[03:04.548]Hey, we beat them in the cities, and we whipped them in the streets.
[03:08.060]And the world hailed Michael Collins, our commander and our chief.
[03:11.831]And they sent you off to London to negotiate a deal.
[03:15.412]And to gain us a republic, united, boys, and real.
[03:19.438]But the women and the drink, Mick, they must have got to you
[03:22.953]’Cause you came back with a country divided up in two.
[03:26.726]Hey, Big Fellah, where the hell are you now when we need you the most?
[03:34.355]Hey, Big Fellah, c’mon,
[03:38.992]Tabhair dom do lámh. [Give me your hand.]
[04:26.866]We had to turn against you, Mick. There was nothin’ we could do
[04:30.136]’Cause we couldn’t betray the republic like Arthur Griffith and you.
[04:34.715]We fought against each other, two brothers steeped in blood.
[04:39.777]But I never doubted that your heart was broken in the flood.
[04:44.472]And though we had to shoot you down in golden Béal na Bláth,
[04:48.017]I always knew that Ireland lost her greatest son of all.
[04:51.210]Hey, Big Fellah, where the hell are you now when we need you the most?
[04:59.117]Big Fellah, c’mon,
[05:04.147]Tabhair dom do—Tabhair dom do—lámh. [Give me your—give me your—hand.]
[05:21.927]Hey, Big Fellah, where the hell are you now when we need you—need you—the most?
[05:31.013]Big Fellah, Big Fellah, c’mon,
[05:34.816]Tabhair dom—Tabhair dom—do lámh. [Give me—give me—your hand.]
[05:39.324]Big Fellah, where the hell are you now when we need you—need you—the most?
[05:44.733]Big Fellah, Big Fellah, c’mon,
[05:48.158]Tabhair dom—Tabhair dom—do lámh. [Give me—give me—your hand.]