Criomag Bhidio
Briathran Òran
Daddy’s home for the first time in weeks
– Dachaigh airson a ‘ chiad uair ann an seachdainean
Got the dinner on the table, tell the kids it’s time to eat
– Faigh an dìnnear air a ‘ bhòrd, innis don chloinn gu bheil an t-àm ann ithe
And I made my baby’s favourite, but he didn’t seem to care
– Bha mi a ‘gabhail cùram de mo mhac, ach cha robh e a’ gabhail cùram
I just tell myself he’s jet lagged and I’m glad to have him here
– Tha mi dìreach ag innse dhomh fhìn gu bheil e jet lag agus tha mi toilichte gu bheil e an seo
Then you showed me a photo on Instagram
– Mar A chuireas tu dealbh Air Instagram
It was how you grabbed your phone back right out of my hands
– Mar a gheibh thu a-mach a bheil an iphone agad a ‘ ruith air falbh bho mo làmhan
So I read your text, and now I regret it
– Mar sin leugh mi an teacsa agad, agus a-nis tha mi duilich
I can’t get my head ’round how you’ve been playing tennis
– Chan urrainn dhomh mo cheann fhaighinn timcheall mar a tha thu air a bhith a ‘ cluich teanas
If it was just sex, I wouldn’t be jealous
– Nam b ‘e dìreach gnè a bh’ ann, cha bhithinn eudmhor
You won’t play with me
– Nach seinn sibh còmhla riumsa
And who’s Madeline?
– Cò A th ‘ Ann Am Madeline?
I need to be alone, so I took myself to bed
– Feumaidh mi a bhith nam aonar, agus mar sin thug mi mi fhìn dhan leabaidh
I got a lot of information, now I can’t even process
– Fhuair mi mòran fiosrachaidh, a-nis chan urrainn dhomh eadhon pròiseas a dhèanamh
So I wrote a little email and I told you what I saw
– Mar sin sgrìobh mi beagan post-d agus dh ‘ innis mi dhut na chunnaic mi
Then you came up to the bedroom and you made it all my fault
– An uairsin thàinig thu suas don t-seòmar-cadail agus rinn thu mo choire gu lèir
But you moved the goalposts, you’ve broken the rules
– An do bhris thu na riaghailtean? – did you broken the rules
I tried to accommodate but you took me for a fool
– Dh’fheuch mi ri àite a ghabhail ach thug thu orm airson amadan
So I read your text, and now I regret it
– Mar sin leugh mi an teacsa agad, agus a-nis tha mi duilich
I can’t get my head ’round how you’ve been playing tennis
– Chan urrainn dhomh mo cheann fhaighinn timcheall mar a tha thu air a bhith a ‘ cluich teanas
If it was just sex, I wouldn’t be jealous
– Nam b ‘e dìreach gnè a bh’ ann, cha bhithinn eudmhor
You won’t play with me
– Nach seinn sibh còmhla riumsa
And who the fuck is Madeline?
– Cò A th ‘ Ann Am Madeline?
Da, da-da, da-da-da, who’s Madeline? (Who’s Madeline?)
– Da, da-da, da-da, cò A Tha Madeline? Cò A th ‘ Ann Am Madeline?)
Da, da-da, da-da-da, who’s Madeline? (Who’s Madeline?)
– Da, da-da, da-da, cò A Tha Madeline? Cò A th ‘ Ann Am Madeline?)
Da, da-da, da-da-da, who’s Madeline? (Who’s Madeline?)
– Da, da-da, da-da, cò A Tha Madeline? Cò A th ‘ Ann Am Madeline?)
Da, da-da, da-da-da, who’s Madeline? (No, but who is Madeline, actually?)
– Da, da-da, da-da, cò A Tha Madeline? Ach cò A th ‘ Ann Am Madeline?)
