Criomag Bhidio
Briathran Òran
Remember when we’d sit around an ol’ fire
– Cuimhnich nuair a shuidh sinn timcheall air teine ol
And you’d get your guitar out to sing
– ‘S gun seinneadh tu do cheòl
We’d sing CCR, “Jersey Giant,” “Don’t Look Back in Anger”
– Chanadh SINN CCR, “Jersey Giant,” ” Na Seall Air Ais ann am Fearg”
Or anything by Bruce Springsteen
– A ‘ cruthachadh Bruce Springsteen
Back when ol’ Anna would throw her ol’ hands up
– ‘N uair a thilg Anna a làmhan suas
With her face framed by the fire
– Le a aghaidh air a frèamadh leis an teine
And it got so late, we’d take hits from a joint
– An-diugh, bidh sinn a ‘ toirt seachad fuasglaidhean eadar-dhealaichte
Mistake shootin’ stars for telephone wires
– Mearachd shootin’ rionnagan airson uèirichean fòn
And now I’ve grown partial to havin’ a heart full
– An-diugh tha mi a’ dol a dh’fheuchainn ri cridhe
Of memories I cannot bear
– De chuimhneachain nach urrainn dhomh a ghiùlan
The girls in summer clothes and Lord knows the soft scent
– Na caileagan ann an aodach samhraidh agus Tha Fios Aig An Tighearna air an fhàileadh bog
Of her long, dark, river-washed hair
– De a falt fada, dorcha, a tha air a nighe le abhainn
And I think I might pack a bag in the night
– Agus tha mi a ‘smaoineachadh gum b’ urrainn dhomh poca a phacadh san oidhche
Find me some small town out west
– Lorg mi baile beag a-muigh an iar
Start over, find closure and just say “I’m sorry”
– Tòisich a-null, lorg dùnadh agus dìreach abair ” tha mi duilich”
To that sweet girl who tore off that dress
– An nighean milis sin a reub an t-aodach sin
The way the moon’s crestin’ over green pines
– ‘S an t-slighe a’ ghealach a ‘crestin’ over green pines
Restin’ next to that coastline I rode
– Ri taobh a ‘chladaich sin bha mi a’ ròstadh
It made me think of you in the dirt out in Santa Fe
– Thug e orm smaoineachadh ort anns an t-salachar a-mach Ann An Santa Fe
And all of the good times I stole
– Gach deagh dhùrachd a rinn mi
Remember when Shawn was drunk quotin’ Kerouac
– Cuimhnich nuair A Bha Shawn ag òl quotin ‘ Kerouac
Remember when Steve quit the band
– Cuimhnich Nuair a dh ‘ fhàg Steve an còmhlan
I don’t know nothin’, but if I knew somethin’
– Chan eil fios agam càil, ach ma tha fios agam air rudeigin
I’d know that I’ve helped all I can
– Tha fios agam gun do chuidich mi a h-uile rud as urrainn dhomh
I think it’s about time that I sever it
– Tha mi a ‘ smaoineachadh gu bheil an t-àm ann a thoirt air falbh
You’ve never looked more needy or desperate
– Cha robh thu a-riamh a ‘ coimhead nas feumaiche no nas eu-dòchasach
And I’ve never been more worried about
– Cha robh mi a-riamh nas draghail mu dheidhinn
The state of the world, angry girl
– An nighean neònach, an nighean neònach
The time just stays passin’, I think of my dad
– Tha an ùine a ‘fuireach seachad, tha mi a’ smaoineachadh air m ‘ athair
When the Army and Navy game’s on
– Nuair a bhios an Arm agus Navy game air adhart
And every night, I wonder if he’s proud of the man
– Agus a h-uile oidhche, tha mi a ‘ faighneachd a bheil e moiteil às an duine
Who threw fists that late night in his lawn
– Cò a thilg dòrnan anmoch air an oidhche anns an fhaiche aige
I don’t like bein’ famous, they tame you, then paint you
– Cha toil leam a bhith a’ cluich ball-coise, tha iad a ‘ còrdadh riut
As someone that you’ve never been
– Mar neach nach robh riamh
And I’m pissed that my mama can’t see me singin’
– ‘S truagh nach fhaicinn mo mhàthair mi
For this crowd out in deep Michigan
– Airson an t-sluaigh seo a-mach ann am michigan domhainn
And I’ll leave you with somethin’, don’t leave with nothin’
– ‘Agus fàgaidh mi thu le rudeigin, na fàg le rud sam bith’
Be safe on your long drive home
– Bi sàbhailte air do dhràibheadh fada dhachaigh
There ain’t nothin’ in this poor man’s apartment
– Chan eil rud sam bith san taigh-òsta seo
Apart from bein’ alone
– A ‘ fuireach nad aonar
And I wish you were around this time of year
– B ‘ fheàrr leam gun robh thu aig an àm seo dhen bhliadhna
Every time they drop that ball
– Gach uair a leigeas iad am ball sin
Drinkin’ parkin’ lot beers while the fire disappears
– Deoch-làidir fhad ‘ s a tha an galar sgaoilte
Over Times Square and Webster Hall
– Times Square Agus Talla Webster
