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Ar meisce cha dtéadsa níos mó, Braon leanna go deo ní bhlaisfidh mé Ó chaill mé mo chailín beag óg, Sea a chuirfidh mé im phóca an t-airgead.
Curfá: Is fada liom uaim í, uaim í, Is fada liom uaim í ó d’imigh sí, Is fada liom thíos agus thuas í, Malaí Gheal Bhán Ní Chuileannáin.
Tógfaidh mé teach ar an ard, ’S beidh cheithre bha bainne breac agam, Cha ligfidh mé éinne ina gcomhair Go dtiocfaidh mo Mhal Ní Chuileannáin.
Curfá
Tháinig soitheach isteach ins an gcuan Maidin Dé Luain ón bhfarraige, Casadh Malaí ar bhuachaill ón long ’Gus d’fhág sí a croí ag an mairnéalach.
Dá bhfeicfinnse an t-ógánach óg Ina sheasamh ar bhord na loinge sin, A óganaigh, seo dhuit mo lámh, Is mise Mal Bhán Ní Chuileannáin.
Drunk dtéadsa s more, ale I will taste never Since I lost my little girl young, Yeah I will my pocket money.
Chorus: I miss her, miss her, I miss her since she left, I miss below and above it, Bags Silver White not Hollywood.
I will build a house on the high, And I enter four milk cows, Cha I allow anyone therefor In my excise becomes not Hollywood.
Chorus
Arrival of the vessel in the harbor Monday morning from the sea, met a boy from the ship Bags And she left her heart at the sailor.
As bhfeicfinnse the young adults standing on board the ship, His adolescent, this thee my hand, I am Mal White not Hollywood.
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