2017-08-28

Bruce Springsteen: Is le Leannáin an Oíche

Tóg mé a stóirín, faoi mar atáim
Bímis dlúth, agus tuig a ghrá
Gur airc is ea mian, is tine m'anál' -
Grá is ea féasta  a bheathaíonn cách.

Seo leat is tuig é seo, a ghrá
An mothú sin is mé faoi do lámh
T'rom do lámh, tar liom faoin mbraillín
Níl teacht acu ort
Teacht acu ort
Teacht acu ort

Is le leannáin, leannáin an oíche
Is leis an oíche í an drúis
Is le leannáin, leannáin an oíche
Fúinne an oíche, [an] oíche fúinn.

Má bhíonn amhras orm liom féin
Cligeann grá ó ghuthán i gcéin
Grá is ea aingeal i bhfoirm drúis'
Anseo sa leaba go mbreacfaidh an lá

Seo leat is tuig é seo, a mhian
an mothú sin agus mé id' ghiall
T'rom do lámh is an ghrian 'dul faoi
Níl baint acu leat
Baint acu leat
Baint acu leat

Is le leannáin, leannáin an oíche
Is leis an oíche í an drúis
Is le leannáin, leannáin an oíche
Fúinne an oíche, [an] oíche fúinn.

Le grá bíonn dabht sa suan
An fáinne fí ag dó, a ghrá gan tú
Ní mhairfidh mé beo, maith dhom an tnúthán,
Dóiteán, tá an t-am sin ann, thar gach mothú
Sín chugam do lámh
Chugam do lámh
Chugam do lámh

Á, is le leannáin, leannáin an oíche
Is leis an oíche í an drúis
Is le leannáin, leannáin an oíche
Fúinne an oíche, [an] oíche fúinn.
Le beirt leannán anocht an oíche
Má tá an oíche seo inár gcúis
Is le leannáin, leannáin an oíche
Is leis an ngrá, an grá, an oíche
Is le leannáin, leannáin an oíche
Is leis an oíche í an drúis
Dá mbeadh an oíche seo inár gcúis
Is le leannáin, leannáin an oíche

Because the Night


Take me now baby here as I am

Pull me close, try and understand
Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe
Love is a banquet on which we feed

Come on now try and understand
The way I feel when I'm in your hands
Take my hand come undercover
They can't hurt you now
Can't hurt you now
Can't hurt you now

Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us

Have I doubt when I'm alone
Love is a ring, the telephone
Love is an angel disguised as lust
Here in our bed until the morning comes

Come on now try and understand
The way I feel under your command
Take my hand as the sun descends
They can't touch you now
Can't touch you now
Can't touch you now

Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us

With love we sleep with doubt
The vicious circle turns and burns without
You I cannot live, forgive the yearning
Burning, I believe it's time, too real to feel
So touch me now
Touch me now
Touch me now

Ahh because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us

Because tonight there are two lovers
If we believe in the night we trust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to love
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Could we believe the night we're lovers
Could we believe in the night we trust
Because the night belongs to lovers...