Friday, February 7, 2014

Sloinntearachd na Brighd/The Descent of Brigit


Sloinntearachd na Brighd
 
Brighid nighean Dùghaill Duinn
‘Ic Aoidh ‘ic Cuinn ‘ic
Criara ‘ic Caibre ‘ic Cais ‘ic
Carmaic ‘ic Cartaich ‘ic Cuinn.
 
Brighde nam brat,
Brighde na brig,
Brighde nan cleachd,
Brighde na frìth.
 
Brighde nan gealachos,
Brighde na bìth,
Brighde nan gealaphos,
Brighde na nì.
 
Brighde bean chomainn,
Brighde bean chobhair,
Brighde bean mhìn.
 
Gach latha agus gach oidhche
Nì mi Sloinntearachd na Brighd,
 
Cha mharbhar mi
Cha ghuinear mi,
Cha charachar mi,
Cha ghonar mi,
Cha spaltar mi,
Cha spùillear mi,
Cha saltrar mi,
Cha rùisgear mi,
Cha reubar mi,
Cha mhó dh’fhàgas
Brighde an dearmad mi.
 
Cha loisg grian mi,
Cha loisg teine mi,
Cha loisg ial mi,
Cha loisg gile mi.
Cha bhàth uisge mi,
Cha bhàth sàla mi,
Cha bhàth lighe mi,
Cha bhàth burn mi.
 
Cha laigh bruaill-brì orm,
Cha laigh suan-dubh orm,
Cha laigh druaill-drì orm,
Cha laigh luaths-luis orm.
 
‘S I mo chaombh chomainn
Brighde.
 
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English translation:

The Descent of Brigit
 
Brigit daughter of Dugall the Brown
Son of Aodh son of Art son of Conn
Son of Criara son of Cairbre son of Cas
Son of Cormac son of Cartach son of Conn.
 
Brigit of the mantles,
Brigit of the peat-heap,
Brigit of the twining hair,
Brigit of the augury.
 
Brigit of the white feet,
Brigit of the calmness,
Brigit of the white palms,
Brigit of the kine.
 
Brigit, woman-comrade,
Brigit, woman-helper,
Brigit, woman mild.
 
Each day and each night
That I say the Descent of Brigit,
 
shall not be slain,
I shall not be wounded
I shall not be put in cell,
I shall not be gashed,
I shall not be torn in sunder,
I shall not be despoiled
I shall not be down-trodden
I shall not be made naked,
I shall not be rent
Nor will Brigit
Leave me forgotten.
 
Nor sun shall burn me,
Nor fire shall burn me,
Nor beam shall burn me,
Nor moon shall burn me.
Nor river shall drown me,
Nor brine shall drown me,
Nor flood shall drown me,
Nor water shall drown me.
 
Nightmare shall not lie on me,
Black sleep shall not lie on me
Spell sleep shall not lie on me,
“ Luaths-luis” shall not lie on me.
 
My companion, beloved
Brigit.
 
~ All parts taken directly from the Carmina Gadelica Vol. III, save for some small changes.
 
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