The Lark In The Clear Air / Olam Punch
The Chieftains Lyrics


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Ólaim puins is ólaim tae
Is an lá ina dhiaidh sin ólaim toddaí
Ní bhím ar meisce ach uair sa ré
Mo ghrása an déirc is an té do cheap í

Lá má bhím le híota tréith
Bím lá 'na dhiaidh ag glaoch na gcannaí
Lá le fíon is arís gan bhraon
Mo ghrása an déirc is an té do cheap í
Ólaim puins srl

aAr mo theacht a luí ar thréad
An bhuí san fhéith is na héimhe ag leanaí
Báisteach fhill is rinn ar ghaoth
Ó, táim le déirc ní baol do mo gharraí
Ólaim puins srl

Is sámh a bhím i mo luí le gríin
Gan suim sa saol ach sclíip is starraíocht
Gan cháin gan chíos ach m'intinn saor




Nach fearr í an déirc ná céird is ealaín!
Ólaim puins srl

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song "The Lark In The Clear Air / Olam Punch" by The Chieftains depict a person's admiration for their loved one. The first stanza speaks of the singer's love for two things - punch and tea, and how he only gets drunk once in a while. The second line suggests that he drinks to forget something painful, and the person who thought this method is his beloved. The second stanza speaks of his habit of drinking often after his daily work is done, and how he doesn't get drunk very easily. He also talks about how he calls his friends and enjoys a day with wine without getting drunk. The third stanza speaks of the singer lying on the grass with his love and feeling content in his heart. He doesn't care about the world and its problems, and all he needs is his mind to be free. He talks about how the joy of his love is better than any skill or art.


Line by Line Meaning

Ólaim puins is ólaim tae
I drink punch and I drink tea


Is an lá ina dhiaidh sin ólaim toddaí
And the day after that I drink today


Ní bhím ar meisce ach uair sa ré
I don't get drunk except once in a while


Mo ghrása an déirc is an té do cheap í
My love is for the land and the one who buys it


Lá má bhím le híota tréith
On a day when I have a traitorous thirst


Bím lá 'na dhiaidh ag glaoch na gcannaí
I spend the following day calling for the cans


Lá le fíon is arís gan bhraon
On a day with wine and again without a drop


An bhuí san fhéith is na héimhe ag leanaí
The yellow in the rushes and the embers with the children


Báisteach fhill is rinn ar ghaoth
Rain returned and wind blew


Ó, táim le déirc ní baol do mo gharraí
Oh, I am with love, no danger to my garden


Is sámh a bhím i mo luí le gríin
I am content lying down with my love


Gan suim sa saol ach sclíip is starraíocht
Without interest in life except gossip and storytelling


Gan cháin gan chíos ach m'intinn saor
Without rent, without tax, but with my mind free


Nach fearr í an déirc ná céird is ealaín!
Isn't love better than trade and art!




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tom canterbury


on North Amerikay

the great accapella version by kevin on tribute to their harpist

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