The Irish Rover

"The Irish Rover" ("Irlandar Ibiltaria") irlandar folk abesti herrikoia da eta itsasontzi bikan , baino ziurrenik izaterik gabea, baten inguruko nondik-norakoak azaltzen dizkigu. Zoritxarrez amaiera zoritxarrekoa du. Abesti honi buruz hainbat eta hainbat musika taldeek egin dituzte beren bertsioak, zenbaitek beren hitzetako aldaketak ere bai.

• The Pogues eta The Dubliners irlandar telebistako saio batean "The Irish Rover" abestia abestuz. Hemen ikusgai dago
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The Irish Rover
The Poguesen eta The Dublinersen singlea
Egilea(k)	The Pogues eta The Dubliners
Argitaratze-data	1987
Ezaugarriak
Genero artistikoa	Celtic rock (en)
Deskribapena
Honen parte da	If I Should Fall from Grace with God
Hitzak	MetroLyrics
The Poguesen eta The Dublinersen kronologia
←Haunted (en) The Irish Rover

Jatorrizko hitzak

In the year of our Lord, eighteen hundred and six, We set sail from the sweet Cobh of Cork We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks For the grand City Hall in New York 'Twas a wonderful craft, she was rigged 'fore and aft And how the wild winds drove her She 'stood several blasts, she had twenty-seven masts And they called her the Irish Rover There was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee There was Hogan from County Tyrone There was Johnny McGurk who was scared stiff of work And a man from Westmeath called Malone There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule And fighting Bill Tracy from Dover And your man Mick McCann, from the banks of the Bann Was the skipper on the Irish Rover We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags We had two million barrels of stones We had three million sides of old blind horses' hides We had four million barrels of bones We had five million hogs and six million dogs And seven million barrels of porter We had eight million bales of old nanny goats' tails In the hold of the Irish Rover We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out And our ship lost her way in the fog And the whole of the crew was reduced down to two 'Twas meself and the captain's old dog Then the ship struck a rock; oh Lord what a shock The bulkhead was turned right over We turned nine times around - then the poor old dog was drowned Now I'm the last of the Irish Rover The Pogues ft. The Dubliners lyrics On the Fourth of July, eighteen hundred and six We set sail from the sweet Cobh of Cork We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks For the Grand City Hall in New York 'Twas a wonderful craft She was rigged fore and aft And oh, how the wild wind drove her She stood several blasts She had twenty seven masts And they called her The Irish Rover We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags We had two million barrels of stone We had three million sides of old blind horses hides We had four million barrels of bones We had five million hogs And six million dogs Seven million barrels of porter We had eight million bails of old nanny-goats' tails In the hold of the Irish Rover There was awl Mickey Coote Who played hard on his flute When the ladies lined up for a set He was tootin' with skill For each sparkling quadrille Though the dancers were fluther'd and bet With his smart witty talk He was cock of the walk And he rolled the dames under and over They all knew at a glance When he took up his stance That he sailed in The Irish Rover There was Barney McGee From the banks of the Lee There was Hogan from County Tyrone There was Johnny McGurk Who was scared stiff of work And a man from Westmeath called Malone There was Slugger O'Toole Who was drunk as a rule And Fighting Bill Treacy from Dover And your man, Mick MacCann From the banks of the Bann Was the skipper of the Irish Rover For a sailor it's always a bother in life It's so lonesome by night and day That he longs for the shore And a charming young whore Who will melt all his troubles away Oh, the noise and the rout Swillin' poitin and stout For him soon the torment's over Of the love of a maid He is never afraid An old salt from the Irish Rover We had sailed seven years When the measles broke out And the ship lost its way in the fog And that whale of a crew Was reduced down to two Just myself and the Captain's old dog Then the ship struck a rock Oh Lord what a shock The bulkhead was turned right over Turned nine times around And the poor old dog was drowned I'm the last of The Irish Rover

Gure jaunaren urtean, mila zortzireun eta sei, Corkeko Cobh goxotik itsasoratu ginen Adreilu zama batekin nabigatzen genuen New Yorkeko City Hall handirantz 'Belaontzi bikaina zen, popatik brankara prestuta zegoen Eta haizeak nola gidatzen zuen Hainbat masta bazituen, hogeitazazpi masta zituen Eta Irlandar Ibiltaria deitzen zuten Leeko baizadietako Barney McGee zegoen Tyroneko Hogan zegoen Johnny McGurk zegoen lanerako beti prest Eta Westmeathko Malone izeneko gizon bat bazen Slugger O'Toole zegoen beti bezain mozkor Eta Dovereko Bill Tracy borrokalaria Eta zure gizona den Mick McCann, Banneko baizadietakoa Irlandar Ibiltariko kapitaina zena Sligoko trapu zahar hoberenez beteriko milioi bat poltsa zituen Harriz beteriko bi milioi kupel genituen Zaldi zahar itxuen hiru milioi okel zati gordeta genituen Hezurrez beteriko lau milioi kupel genituen Bost milioi urde eta sei milioi txakur Eta zazpi milioi garagardo kupel Ahuntz zaharren isatsekin eginiriko zortzi milioi bala genituen Irilandar Ibiltariaren biltegietan Zazpi urtetan zehar nabigatu genuean elgorria agertu zenean Eta gure itsasontzia laino artean galdu zen Eta tripulazio osoa bi kidetara murriztu zen Neroni eta kapitainaren txakur zaharra Orduan itsasuntziak haitz bat jo zuen; Ene jainkoa zer bihotzondokoa Ontzi-kaskoa eskubiruntz eskoratu zen Bederatzi alditan bira eman genuen - orduantxe txakur gaixoa ito zen Eta orain Irlandar Ibiltariaren azkena naiz The Pogues eta The Dubliners taldeen bertsioa Uztaileko laugarrenean, mila zortzireun eta seian Corkeko Cobh gosotik itsasoratu ginen Adreilu zama batekin nabigatzen genuen New Yorkeko Grand City Hallerantz 'Belaontzi bikaina zen Popatik brankara prestatuta zegoen Eta ene, haizeak nola gidatzen zuen Hainbat masta bazituen Hogeitazazpi masta zituen Eta Irlandar Ibiltaria deitzen zuten Sligoko trapu zahar hoberenez beteriko milioi bat poltsa genituen Harriz beteriko bi milioi kupel genituen Zaldi zahar itxuen hiru milioi okel zati genituen Hezurrez beteriko lau milioi kupel genituen Bost milioi urde genituen Eta sei milioi txakur Zazpi milioi garagardo kupel Ahuntz zaharren isatzez eginiriko zortzi milioi makiltxo genituen Irlandar Ibiltariaren biltegietan Mickey Coote zaharra zegoen Bere txistua gogoki joz Neskak txanda eske lerrokatzen zirenean Maila handiz jotzen zuen Koadrila alai bakoitzeko Dantzariak nahas-mahasean eta apustuak egiten ari ziren bitartean Bere hitz jario bixiarekin Leku hartako oilar harroskoa zen Eta Andereak alde batetara eta bestera txanda aldatzen zituen Begirada batekin bazekien Bere jarrera noiz egokitu Horrek Irlandar Ibiltarian nabigatzen zuen Barney McGee zegoen Leeko baizadietakoa Tyrone Konderriko Hogan zegoen Johnny McGurk zegoen Lanerako beti prest Eta Westmeatheko Malone izenekoa Slugger O'Toole zegoen Beti bezain mozkor Eta Dovereko Bill Treacy Borrokalaria Eta zure gizona, Mick MacCann Banneko baizadietakoa Irlandar Ibiltariaren kapitaina zen Itsasgizon batentzat bizian beti bada eragozpenen bat Gau eta egunez hain bakarrik dago Lur ertz bat irrikatzen duela Eta emagaldu gazte xarmangarri bat Bere arazo guztiak desagertuarazi ditzan Ene, soinua eta galera Poitin (irlandar pattarra) zikina eta garagardoa Beregain berehala datorren sufrimenduarentzat Neska gazte baten maitasunari Ez dio behin ere beldurrik Irlandar Ibiltariko piper eta gatza Zazpi urtez nabigatu genuen Elgorria agertu zen arte Eta ontziak bere bidea laino artean galdu zuen Eta bale horrek tripulazioa Bira murriztu zuen Neroni eta Kapitainaren txakur zaharra hain justu Orduan ontziak haitz bat jo zuen Ene jainkoa zer bihotzondokoa Ontzi-kaskoa eskubiruntz eskoratu zen Bederatzi alditan bira eman genuen Eta txakur zahar gaixoa bertan ito zen Ni naiz Irlandar Ibiltariko azkena

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Bideoak

• The Dubliners taldeko kontzertuaren "The Irish Rover" abestiaren bideoa ikusgai
• The Pogues eta The Dubliners irlandar telebistako saio batean "The Irish Rover" abestia abestuz. Hemen ikusgai dago

Kanpo estekak

• "The Irish Rover" abestia entzungai. The Dubliners eta The Pogues taldeek elkarrekin eginiriko abestiaren grabaketan.

• Datuak: Q46672