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This is a traditional Irish song often sung with children.
Ag g’bháil ó thuaidh dom thar Shliabh Luachra, 'Gus mise ‘cur tuairisc’ mo ghéanna, Ar mo chasadh anuas sea fuair mé a dtuairisc, Go raibh maidrín ru’ á n-aoireacht!
Cúrfá: An maidrín ru’, ru’, rua, rua, rua, An maidrín rua ‘tá gránna, An maidrín rua ‘na luí sa luachair, ‘Gus barr a dhá chluais in airde.
“Good morrow, fox!” “Good morrow, sir !” ”Pray what is that you’re ate-ing ?” “A fine fat goose I stole from you And will you come and taste it ?”
“Oh ! No indeed, ní áil liom í, Ní bhlaisfead pioc di ar aon chor, But I vow and swear you’ll dearly pay, For my fine fat goose you’re ate-ing !”
Cúrfá
Hark, hark, Finder, Lily agus Piper ! Cruinnigí na gadhair lena chéile Hark, hark, Truman, is leisce an cú thú Is maith an cú thú, Bateman !
Tally ho ! lena bhonn ! Tally ho lena bhonn ! Tally ho ! lena bhonn, a choileáinín! Tally ho ! lena bhonn ! Tally ho lena bhonn ! Agus barr a dhá chluais in airde !
Greadadh croí cráite ort, a mhaidrín ghránna, A rug uaim m’ái breá géanna, Mo choiligh mhóra bhreátha ‘S mo chearca ‘bhí go hálainn, Is mo lachain bheaga ab fhearr a bhí in Éirinn !
As I was goin' north over Sliabh Luachra, An' I seeking my geese, As I came down I got news of them, And that the fox was herding them !
Chorus: The little red fox, roo - roo - roo, The little red fox that is ugly, The little red fox lying in the rushes, And the tips of his ears pricked up.
“Good morrow, fox!” “Good morrow, sir !” ”Pray what is that you’re ate-ing?” “A fine fat goose I stole from you And will you come and taste it ?”
“Oh ! No indeed, I have no desire for it, I won't taste a bit of it at all, But I vow and swear you’ll dearly pay, For my fine fat goose you’re ate-ing !”
Chorus:
Hark, hark, Finder, Lily and Piper ! Gather the hounds together Hark, hark, Truman, you're a lazy dog Bateman - You're a goodun' !
Tally ho ! on his trail ! Tally ho on his trail Tally ho ! on his trail , my puppies ! Tally ho ! on his trail , Tally ho ! on his trail ! And the tips of his ears pricked up.
Bad cess to you, you ugly little fox, Who snatched my fine geese from me, My fine big rooster and my hens That were so beautiful, And my little ducks that were the finest in Ireland !
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