Bean an fhir rua

The men red bean
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Irish

English (machine translation)

Bhruinneall spotless as is the nice appearance of your cheeks,
He preferred the white boy I turn you both mention,
and I have all indicated conceals m'ábhair and I'm miserable
But despite her my grasses Available beloved wife of the red men.

And when I go around down, I'm in prison attached hard,
bolts on my slender thousands of green then up,
as thabharfainnse the síobh would give the swan over basin,
Or sínfinn my side turn down a woman the man's red.

And give my letters written down town harbor,
at the little girl cry of the berries she lit his cheeks,
as devastating the Trojan is thousands man of formally two mention,
But take courage, Bridget, and risk you no longer the red man.

It is not tea I of this world forever is not I shed the humor,
Or I have my desire spell stretched bar the trees,
No living thing being in the vicinity but the wood grouse and leaves of the branches,
and the man red stretched Kilbride and slab on his head.

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