Fionnghuala
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Thuirt an gobha fuirighidh mi
'S thuirt an gobha falbhaidh mi
'S thuirt an gobha leis an othail
A bh' air an dòrus an t-sàbhail
Gu rachadh e a shuirghe
Sèist: Chorus
'Si eilean nam bothan nam bothan
Eilean nam bothan nam bothan
Eilean nam bothan nam bothan
Am bothan a bh' aig Fionnghuala
'Si eilean nam bothan nam bothan
Eilean nam bothan nam bothan
Eilean nam bothan nam bothan
Am bothan a bh' aig Fionnghuala

Bheirinn fead air fulmairean
Bheirinn fead air falmairean
Liuthannan beaga na mara
Bheireamaid greis air an tarrainn
Na maireadh na duirgh dhuinn

Cha d'thuirt an dadan a' seo
Cha d'thuirt an dadan a' seo
Cha d'thuirt an dadan a' seo
Bheireamaid greis air an tarrainn
Na maireadh na duirgh dhuinn

Bheirinn fead air fulmairean
Bheirinn fead air falmairean
Liuthannan beaga na mara
Bheireamaid greis air an tarrainn
Na maireadh na duirgh dhuinn

Cha d'thuirt an dadan a' seo
Cha d'thuirt an dadan a' seo
Cha d'thuirt an dadan a' seo
Bheireamaid greis air an tarrainn
Na maireadh na duirgh dhuinn

Thuirt an gobha fuirighidh mi
'S thuirt an gobha falbhaidh mi
'S thuirt an gobha leis an othail




A bh' air an dòrus an t-sàbhail
Gu rachadh e a shuirghe

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the traditional Scottish song Fionnghuala, sung by the Irish choral group Anuna, tell the story of a blacksmith who is reluctant to go on a journey but ultimately agrees to go. The blacksmith is asked to forge a chain, and when asked if he will stay or go, he initially says he will stay, but eventually agrees to go. The chorus repeats the phrase "Eilean nam bothan" which means "Island of the Bothies", a bothy being a type of shelter used by Scottish shepherds and farmers. The lyrics also mention "Liuthannan beaga na mara," which translates to "the little beasts of the sea," referring to the seals that live in the surrounding waters.


The song is a stirring tribute to the rugged landscape and the hardiness of the people who inhabit it. The blacksmith's reluctance to leave his home shows a connection to his land, but his willingness to go and complete his task shows a sense of duty and responsibility. The repetition of the chorus emphasizes the importance of the bothy, a place of refuge and community in a harsh environment.


Overall, Fionnghuala is a haunting and beautiful song that celebrates the connection between the people, the land, and the sea.


Line by Line Meaning

Thuirt an gobha fuirighidh mi
The blacksmith said wait for me


'S thuirt an gobha falbhaidh mi
And the blacksmith said leave me


'S thuirt an gobha leis an othail
And the blacksmith said to the otter


A bh' air an dòrus an t-sàbhail
That was on the door of the barn


Gu rachadh e a shuirghe
That he would go fishing


Chorus
Chorus


'Si eilean nam bothan nam bothan
It's the island of the bothies, of the bothies


Eilean nam bothan nam bothan
Island of the bothies, of the bothies


Eilean nam bothan nam bothan
Island of the bothies, of the bothies


Am bothan a bh' aig Fionnghuala
The bothy that belonged to Fionnghuala


'Si eilean nam bothan nam bothan
It's the island of the bothies, of the bothies


Eilean nam bothan nam bothan
Island of the bothies, of the bothies


Eilean nam bothan nam bothan
Island of the bothies, of the bothies


Am bothan a bh' aig Fionnghuala
The bothy that belonged to Fionnghuala


Bheirinn fead air fulmairean
I would give nets to fishermen


Bheirinn fead air falmairean
I would give nets to fishermen


Liuthannan beaga na mara
Little seaweeds of the sea


Bheireamaid greis air an tarrainn
We would gather shellfish


Na maireadh na duirgh dhuinn
The black ones wouldn't live for us


Cha d'thuirt an dadan a' seo
This stanza didn't say


Cha d'thuirt an dadan a' seo
This stanza didn't say


Cha d'thuirt an dadan a' seo
This stanza didn't say


Bheireamaid greis air an tarrainn
We would gather shellfish


Na maireadh na duirgh dhuinn
The black ones wouldn't live for us


Bheirinn fead air fulmairean
I would give nets to fishermen


Bheirinn fead air falmairean
I would give nets to fishermen


Liuthannan beaga na mara
Little seaweeds of the sea


Bheireamaid greis air an tarrainn
We would gather shellfish


Na maireadh na duirgh dhuinn
The black ones wouldn't live for us


Cha d'thuirt an dadan a' seo
This stanza didn't say


Cha d'thuirt an dadan a' seo
This stanza didn't say


Cha d'thuirt an dadan a' seo
This stanza didn't say


Bheireamaid greis air an tarrainn
We would gather shellfish


Na maireadh na duirgh dhuinn
The black ones wouldn't live for us


Thuirt an gobha fuirighidh mi
The blacksmith said wait for me


'S thuirt an gobha falbhaidh mi
And the blacksmith said leave me


'S thuirt an gobha leis an othail
And the blacksmith said to the otter


A bh' air an dòrus an t-sàbhail
That was on the door of the barn


Gu rachadh e a shuirghe
That he would go fishing




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Written by: MICHAEL PHILIP MCGLYNN

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@CatoMeador

It's 'mouth music'...
The blacksmith said, "I'll wait"
The blacksmith said, "I'll go"
The blacksmith said, in his confusion
Standing at the door of the barn
That he was going to go courting

Chorus:
Island of bothies, of bothies
Island of bothies, of bothies
Island of bothies, of bothies
Fingal's bothies
Island of bothies, of bothies
Island of bothies, of bothies
Island of bothies, of bothies
Fingal's bothies 

I'd knock spots off the birds
I'd knock spots off the hakes
Little lythes of the sea
We would take a while hauling them in
If our hand lines last 

Chorus

We got nothing here
We got nothing here
We got nothing here
We would take a while hauling them in
If our hand lines last

Chorus

I'd knock spots off the birds
I'd knock spots off the hakes
Little lythes of the sea
We would take a while hauling them in
If our hand lines last

Chorus

We got nothing here
We got nothing here
We got nothing here
We would take a while hauling them in
If our hand lines last

Chorus 

The blacksmith said, "I'll wait"
The blacksmith said, "I'll go"
The blacksmith said, in his confusion
Standing at the door of the barn
That he was going to go courting 

Chorus



All comments from YouTube:

@tiffanypetersen789

If you're watching this in 2023, you're a legend!

@audrinaparshall3294

I'll give you one better, I'm watching in 2024!

@tiffanypetersen789

@@audrinaparshall3294
😄

@mikloslegrady965

Thank you Michael McGlynn. I've listened to this 64 times in a row.

@markchristopher4165

One of the truly great moments in vocal music

@epicpandareviews

That smirk at 0:56 that just screams, "Yes! I didn't screw it up."

@kaydenoconnell3570

69th like hell yeah

@chlozentime3829

XD

@SilentSympathy

Anyone else love how he smiles as he sings? <3 That smile's contagious.

@stevenwood2436

Yes me

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