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Fair-Haired Cassidy





I fled from the summit of Croagh Patrick
Down to you at towards Slieve Bawn1
Searching for the girl who had left my mind tormented
And made a black coal of my heart
My shoulders hunched up to my ears
And I received a sharp, clear summons from death
No one could hear my story at that moment
And not think the fair-haired Cassidy a pitiful wretch
 

At the top of the stairs is the finest of maidens
A merry light-hearted girl with a fair bosom
Isn't it a pity she's not mine, she who has neither cattle or wealth
But still refuses me her hand
Oh, I would build her a grand house on the side of the road
And provide coaches at the service of her family
Oh amber-haired one, if only you'd milk my cows for me
I wouldn’t care how you bind the harvest sheaves
 

I was in college until I was old enough to shave
And another five years at the seminary2
I received a fine education from the Church
But regrettably, I broke away from it
Oh, before the King of Grace I very much fear
That I am not fated to be set free3
And that my sins are greater than half of Croagh Patrick
Because of the love I gave to the bailiff's daughter
 

Isn't it strange the how you made me believe
That the grass wouldn't grow from the ground
That the moon wouldn't shine on Ireland
That the stars wouldn't light at the beginning of night?
There’s neither force nor power in the heat of the sun
And until the fish swim in the sea without water
Until the floods rise as high as the mountains
I will never forsake the love of my heart
 
  • 1. Slíabh Bághna na Tuatha, Co. Roscommon
  • 2. I don’t think “ardscoil” here means “high school,” but rather, special higher education beyond college, as in a seminary.
  • 3. Or alternately, saved from damnation. “Saor” can mean “free” or “saved”—so perhaps both?





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Celebration





It's a celebration in the village, a big celebration for the bride
Who, after sixteen years, is finally getting married
In her wedding dress, how beautiful the young girl is
Her mother looks at her and, crying, takes joy in it
The grandfather says to the grandmother, amidst all the joy:
'My little granddaughter looks just like you!'
Between stairs and steps, the bride struts
Making everyone envious who still doesn’t have a fiancé
 

The village square is full of relatives
Some came by mule, others by donkey
They comfort the mother who is crying freely:
'A daughter at sixty has to get married'
There are tears in the church, as if a tragedy happened
The mother says to everyone: 'They've stolen my daughter!'
It’s time to say 'yes,' 'but what is he doing? Why isn’t he speaking?'
People are amazed, but the groom can’t speak
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
 


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Sicilian honor





Sicilian
Sicilian
The honor I gave you is Sicilian
There is no wealth that can buy it
 

When she came to the village
She was a lost woman
People avoided her on the street
But I said to her, 'Love, my love'
She looked me straight in the eyes
Slowly, I took her to my home
After so much mud and dirt
She stayed there
And forgot about her tragic story
 

After two years, without saying goodbye
She returned to the mud, trampling my honor
What a disaster has fallen upon me
A street woman, without dignity
What is this life of mine?
I no longer have friends, honor... and not even you!
 

Sicilian
 


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We are not like you





With your hatred
This world will end
In death, in pain
In terror, it will collapse
There will be no more life
But those like us
 

For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
 

You say we are crazy
For our hair
But you don't realize
That there is no reason
To give us so much hatred
And so much cruelty
 

For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
 

If one day you'll understand
That this is not right
For sure, you'll cry
For this society
For all this evil
That you did to us
 

For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
 


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Freedom





Freedom
In the sky
And within the stars
Freedom
A flower
In your hair
And within your heart
The freedom that is love
The love you give me
And I will shout to the sky
That I am alive
I will tell others
That I color myself
With your love
With the love you give me
That you give me
With your voice
With your hands
And with your warmth
You are a star
And you will guide me
And I, like a man
Will love you
Forever, that’s how I’ll be
And you, who run
For the infinite
Will point to me
The new light with your finger
And I will see you