Julie Fowlis - Wind And Rain lyrics

Bha dà phiuthar ann 's iad a' coiseachd sìos an t-sràid O an t-uisge is a' ghaoth Phut an tè bu shine an tè eile dhan an t-sruth Sìor chaoineadh, an t-uisge, is gaoir na gaoithe. There were two sisters came walking down the street Oh the wind and rain Older one pushed the younger one in Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain Oir thug Seonaidh dhan tè b' òige fàinne àlainn òir O an t-uisge is a' ghaoth Cha d' fhuair an tè eile aon sian dhe chuid Sior chaoineadh, an t-uisge is gaoir na gaoithe So she pushed her into the river to drown Oh the wind and rain Watched her as she floated down Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain Flodradh gus an d'ràinig i linne mhòr a' chasg O an t-uisge is a' ghaoth Athair, o athair, seall an eala air an t-snàmh Sìor chaoineadh, an t-uisge is gaoir na gaoithe Then out of the woods came a fiddler fair Oh the wind and rain He plucked 30 strands of her long yellow hair Cried oh the dreadful wind and rain Is rinn e bogha grinn dhen gaoisnear bàn Oh the wind and rain Then he made a fiddle bow of her long yellow hair Sior chaoineadh, an t-uisge is gaoir na gaoithe Agus rinn e cnagan-fidhle dhe a corragan caola Oh the wind and rain And made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones Sior chaoineadh, an t-uisge is gaoir na gaoithe And he made a little fiddle of her own breast bone O an t-uisge is a' ghaoth Which sound would melt a heart of stone Sior chaoineadh, an t-uisge is gaoir na gaoithe Is an aona phort a thigeadh a-mach às an fhidheall O an t-uisge is a' ghaoth The only tune that the fiddle would play Was oh the dreadful wind and rain There were two sisters came walking down the street Oh the wind and rain Older one pushed the younger one in Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain 'Cos Johnny gave the youngest one a gay, gold ring Oh the wind and rain Didn't give the other one anything Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain So she pushed her into the river to drown Oh the wind and rain Watched her as she floated down Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain She floated till she came to the miller's pond Oh the wind and rain Cried Father, oh Father there swims a swan Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain Thern out of the woods came a fiddler fair Oh the wind and rain He plucked 30 strands of her long yellow hair Cried oh the dreadful wind and rain Then he made a fiddle bow of her long yellow hair Oh the wind and rain Made a fiddle bow of her long, yellow hair Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain And he made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones Oh the wind and rain And made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain And he made a little fiddle of her own breast bone Oh the wind and rain Which sound would melt a heart of stone Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain And the only tune that the fiddle would play Was oh the wind and rain The only tune that the fiddle would play Was oh the dreadful wind and rain