Scoil: Béal Dearg (uimhir rolla 11582)

Suíomh:
Béal Deirg Mór, Co. Mhaigh Eo
Múinteoir:
Pádraig Mac Conghamhna
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Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0139, Leathanach 270

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Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0139, Leathanach 270

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  1. XML Scoil: Béal Dearg
  2. XML Leathanach 270
  3. XML “A Fisherman's Tale”

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  1. (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)
    We shot out nets and said our prayers
    And had a friendly talk
    But to our good lick the fish were slow
    Or else we were all caught
    III
    All in a crash the wind went North
    And the seas rose mountain high
    Put out your oars and board your nets,"
    Was everybody's cry.
    With Michael Jamesy at the sole
    I quickly seized the rope
    And with all our might hauled in the nets
    And then brought round the boat
    IV
    When I got my rudder up
    I steered a course for home
    While running sideways by the rock
    The sea was all a foam
    At the tops of Scaith I laid her off
    For the cannons there did roar
    And I said, "Each man do what you can
    Until we reach the shore."
    V
    And when we left the tops of Scaith
    I sighted a canoe
    And I prayed to God to guard him
    And show him what to do
    (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)
    Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.
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