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Órú, a chailíní an bhaile, go bhfeice mé tart oraibh is gan aon ndeor agaibh le díogadh,Ach lán bhur gcraois de scadáin ghoirte sin is de bharrógaí caocha, Gan aon ndeor uisce bheatha a bheith romham ar na bealaí níos deise daoibh ná céad míle, Ná aon ndeor leanna níos deise ná Gaillimh gan mise bheith á tharraingt is á líonadh.
Ag dul fríd Bhaile an tSratha dom ba mise an fear reatha, madadh agus céad i mo thimpeall, Bríd is a ladar ann, Úna is a meadar ann, Tadhg is a bhata buí m’ionsaí, Nuair a chonaic bean an leanna go raibh mise folamh, ba ghéar a rinne sí mo chluimhriú, Mo wig is mo bhata is mo sheanléine chaite agus chuir sí ’na bhaile in mo scoin mé.
Agus spleoid ar an airgead, is é an fear cleasach é, is cuma leis cé aige a mbíonn sé, Ní fearr leis ag an scafaire a bhréagfadh na cailíní nó ag fear chartadh na díge, Bíonn sé ag na cailleachaí ag bocáil an bharraigh go dtige dath dubh ar an taoibh ghil, Ach dá n-éalódh sé liomsa fríd an domhan mór, orú, is mé a bhéarfadh amharc na dí dó.
Is órú a chailíní, is órú a chailleachaí, d’éirigh an tuile ar Labhrás.
Oru, a girls home, I see you thirsty and without any of you ever díogadh, But your gcraois lot of herring that most of bharrógaí ghoirte sighted, Without water life lied to me the ways nicer to you than a hundred thousand, Do any tears nicer than Galway me without my having drawn the filling.
Going through town Strabane me the man I was running, and the first dog around me, Brigid intervention there, Una there is a meter, watt yellow Tadhg as m'ionsaí, When the woman saw me that I was empty, she was close by my plucked, My wig and my stick and my past and contributed sheanléine 'of my home I scoin.
And spleoid the money, the man cleasach is, regardless of who has to do it, Prefers not to bhréagfadh scafaire the girls or ditch spoil man, It takes the cailleachaí by the tow to dtige bocáil black color on the bright side, But both absconding with me through the world, as-, I would give a view of the drink it.
The girls ORU, ORU is a chailleachaí, got the flood of Laurence.
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