2017-09-01

Springsteen - Amhrán 3: Factory / Monarcha



Monarcha


An-luath ar maidin, ón monarcha fead,
Gléasann an duine t'réis éirí ón nead,
Tógann a lón, siúlann faoi sholas an lae
Is saol oibre, saol oibre, is saol oibre é.

Trí árais na heagla, is trí árais na péin'
Tá mo dhaidí ag siúl leis faoin mbáisteach is é leis féin
Geataí na monarchan, geataí móra an tsaoil
Is saol oibre, saol oibre, is saol oibre é.


Deireadh an lae, á fhogairt ag fead ghéar,
Daoine ar a dtriall, na súile ag éag,
Agus creid uaimse a mhic ó, beidh duine éigin anocht i bpéin,
Is saol oibre, saol oibre, is saol oibre é.
Mar is saol oibre, saol oibre, is saol oibre é.

Factory


Early in the morning factory whistle blows
Man rises from bed and puts on his clothes
Man takes his lunch, walks out in the morning light
It's the working, the working, just the working life

Through the mansions of fear, through the mansions of pain
I see my daddy walking through them factory gates in the rain
Factory takes his hearing, factory gives him life
The working, the working, just the working life

End of the day, factory whistle cries
Men walk through these gates with death in their eyes
And you just better believe, boy, somebody's gonna get hurt tonight
It's the working, the working, just the working life
Cause it's the working, the working, just the working life