Dúlamán
Omnia Lyrics


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A'níon mhín ó
Sin anall na fir shúirí
A mháithair mhín ó
Cuir na roithléan go dtí mé

Góide a thug na tíre thú?
Arsa an dúlamán gaelach
Ag súirí le do níon
Arsa an dúlamán maorach

Ó cha bhfaigheann tú mo 'níon
Arsa an dúlamán gaelach
Bheul, fuadóidh mé liom í
Arsa an dúlamán maorach

Rachaimid go Doire leis an dúlamán gaelach
Is ceannóimid bróga daora ar an dúlamán gaelach

Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach
Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán gaelach





Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Omnia’s Dúlamán appear to be in Irish or Gaelic language. The song is about the life of seaweed gatherers in Ireland. In the first verse, a young daughter is being urged by her mother to gather the sea rolling wheels and bring them back to her. The second verse refers to a Gaelic seaweed gatherer who compliments the girl's father and asks for her hand in marriage. The third verse is where the girl is asked about her father and she replies that he is not at home, causing the seaweed gatherer to decide to kidnap her.


The remaining verses speak of the seaweed gatherers traveling to Derry to buy shoes and a description of the shoes that they are looking for. They also speak of the seaweed gatherer’s clothing, they wear speckled shoes, while the seaweed they gather is the golden seaweed which refers to the edible seaweed that grows in abundance off the Irish coast. The chorus is essentially the title of the song and reaffirms the identity of the seaweed gatherers as “dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach” which translates to “seaweed from the yellow cliffs, Irish seaweed gatherer”.


Overall, the song is a beautiful depiction of the tradition and culture of seaweed gathering in Ireland, with its lyrics describing the daily life of these gatherers and how the natural resources they collected were used.


Line by Line Meaning

A'níon mhín ó
Oh gentle daughter


Sin anall na fir shúirí
Here come the sober men


A mháithair mhín ó
Oh gentle mother


Cuir na roithléan go dtí mé
Send the wheels to fetch me


Góide a thug na tíre thú?
What did the land give you?


Arsa an dúlamán gaelach
Said the Irish seaweed gatherer


Ag súirí le do níon
Courting your daughter


Ó cha bhfaigheann tú mo 'níon
Oh, you won't get my daughter


Bheul, fuadóidh mé liom í
Well, I'll just kidnap her


Rachaimid go Doire leis an dúlamán gaelach
We'll go to Derry with the Irish seaweed gatherer


Is ceannóimid bróga daora ar an dúlamán gaelach
And we'll buy expensive shoes for the Irish seaweed gatherer


Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach
Black and white shoes for the Irish seaweed gatherer


Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán gaelach
And he has a beard and a heavy purse


Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach
The seaweed from the yellow cliff, the Irish seaweed gatherer


Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach
The seaweed from the yellow cliff, the Irish seaweed gatherer




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