Alan Stivell "An Durzhunell" lyrics

Translation to:deenpl

An Durzhunell

Kalz amzer am eus kollet o furchal ar c’hoajoù,'Vit sourpren an durzhunell kousket war ar brankoù.

Skoaziet am eus ma fuzuilh met tennet em eus fall,Tec'hed eo an durzhunell ha nijet er c'hoad all.

Diouzh an noz ha d'ar mintin 'klevan al laboused,O kanañ, o fredoniñ, da veg ar gwez pignet.

Ha n'eus nikun anezho a bikfe ma c'halon,Evel mouezh an durzhunell o ouelañ d'he mignon.

The Turtledove

Much time I have lost searching in the woods,To surprise the turtledove sleeping on a branch.

I had my rifle on my shoulder but I missed my shot,The turtledove escaped and flew to another forest.

At night and in the morning I hear the birds,Singing and humming while perched at the top of the trees.

And not a single one of them touches my heart more,Than the voice of the turtledove, crying for her friend.

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