| Irish | English |
|---|---|
| An gcloiseann tú bualadh mo chroí? | |
| Buile mo chroí, greadadh mo chroí | |
| An gcloiseann tú greadadh mo chroí? | |
| Are you hearing the beat of my heart? | |
| The bang of my heart, the scrape of my heart | |
| Are you hearing the scrape of my heart? | |
| An mbraitheann tú cuisle mo chroí? | |
| I dtearmann do lámha, i ngéibheann do ghrá | |
| An mbraitheann tú cuisle mo chroí? | |
| Are you feeling the pulse of my heart? | |
| In the palm of your hand, in the jail of your love | |
| Are you feeling the pulse of my heart? | |
| Tá botún sa tsaol nach maithim do Dhia | |
| An ghrian i do shúil ag teacht idir mé agus solas an lae | |
| Tá botún sa tsaol | |
| There's a fault in this world, and I won't forgive God | |
| The sun in your eye that comes between me and the light of the sky | |
| There's a fault in this world | |
| An gcloiseann tú bualadh mo chroí? | |
| Buile mo chroí, briseadh mo chroí | |
| An gcloiseann tú briseadh mo chroí? | |
| Are you hearing the beat of my heart? | |
| The pain of my heart, the break of my heart | |
| Are you hearing the break of my heart? | |
| Tá cóta an athar, ró-mhór dá mhac | |
| A bhróga caite ar chosa mo mhic | |
| Ag bualadh mo chroí, greadadh mo chroí, stracadh mo chroí | |
| An mbraitheann tú caitheamh mo chroí? | |
| Your old man's coat is too big for you, boy | |
| His worn out shoes on the feet of my son | |
| Kicking my heart, breaking my heart, a-tearing my heart | |
| Are you wearing the tear of my heart? | |
| Tá cóta an athar, ró-mhór dá mhac | |
| A bhróga caite ar chosa mo mhic | |
| Ag bualadh mo chroí, greadadh mo chroí, stracadh mo chroí | |
| An mbraitheann tú caitheamh mo chroí? | |
| Your old man's coat is too big for you, boy | |
| His worn out shoes on the feet of my son | |
| Kicking my heart, breaking my heart, a-tearing my heart | |
| Are you wearing the tear of my heart? | |
| Sioscadh mo chroí, doirteadh mo chroí | The whisper of my heart, the spill of my heart |
| An gcloiseann tú doirteadh mo chroí? | Are you hearing the spill of my heart? |
| Ciúnas mo chroí, uaigneas mo chroí | The silence of my heart, the loneliness of my heart |
| An gcloiseann tú uaigneas mo chroí? | Are you hearing the loneliness of my heart? |
| Cogar a chroí... | The whisper of his heart... |
Buile Mo Chroí
Written by Louis De Paor
Music by John Spillane
Arranged by Karan Casey, Donald Shaw, Robbie Overson, and Mike McGoldrick
As recorded by Karan Casey on The Words Begin to Sing