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Rinne mé smaointiú in mo intinn ’gus lean mé dó go cinnte, Go n-éalóinn ó mo mhuintir anonn ’un Oileáin Úir, D’iarr mise ar mo impí ar an Ardrí a bhí os mo chionnsa, Le mo shábháil ar gach contúirt go gcríochnóchainn mo shiúl.
Shiúil mé fiche míle is níor casadh orm duine, Capall, bó na caora a dhéanfadh innilt ar an fhéar, Ach coillte dlútha is gleanntáin ’gus búireach beithígh allta, Fir is mná is gan tointe orthu a chasfainn fá mo mhéar.
Tharla isteach i dteach mé agus shuigh mé a dhéanamh mo scríste, D’fhiafraigh siad domh i mBéarla cén tír ’nar tógadh mé, Thug mé freagra orthu i nGaeilic agus dúirt mé gur in Éirinn, Thart síos fá bhruach Loch Éirne a chaith mé tús mo shaoil.
Bhí an tseanbhean ins an chlúdaigh is a stocaí ar na glúine aici, D’éirigh sí go lúthmhar ’gus chroith sí liomsa lámh, ‘’Sheacht mh’anam fear mo thíre, thar a bhfaca mé de dhaoine, Gur tógadh mise in Éirinn i mbaile cois na tra.’
Ach rinne mé an dara smaointiú agus lean mé dó go cinnte Gur mhéanar dá mbeinn in Éirinn is mé sínte faoi chlár, An áit a bhfaighinnse lucht mo chaointe is an t-aos óg a bheadh lách caoithiúil A chaithfeadh liomsa an oíche agus páirt rómhór den lá.
I tried thinking in my mind and I followed him for sure, That éalóinn from my family over 'un Fresh Islands, called I my urging the High King was above me With my save every danger that gcríochnóchainn my away.
I walked twenty miles is not a person I met, Horses, cows would graze the sheep on the grass, But the valleys and dense woods búireach wild beasts, men and women are without tointe them would turn to my finger.
I happened into a house and I sat for my scríste, They ask me in English what country intrusted I built, I have responded in nGaeilic and I said that in Ireland, Around the shores of Lough Erne down under I spent start my life.
The old woman was covered in the most socks on her knees, She resigned that lúthmhar and she shook hands with me, '' Bless my soul my countryman, I watched over the people, That I built in Ireland in town along the beach. '
But I made ??a second thinking and I followed him for sure That mhéanar if I was in Ireland I will be stretched under the program, is where I received a gentle folk that the youth would be jolly convenient A would me the night and taking too big of day.
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