Sunny day that I go to the fair,
Le raft sheep with herds of cows,
Sea, heard the maiden, is praying alone,
in reality Romaine most of prizes lip,
His secrets and bright calf, sit down side I,
Here's to us the beam daorphuins and drinking
and if our GCOL resolution,
Bring together as the Young mBrianach.

My mother because she would state that I,
First in the quarter and cow herds,
and alas not for me I was in,
and in my mother dh'fhág flowing tears,
If I got in the middle state Blarney
For me buy it láirín dearest,
whip nine ring and trace 'the right hand,
and a beautiful ride from mBrianach Young.

And beautiful girl, let us join,
Stretch back to me by the hand and give me a kiss,
As raghfam-of tomorrow to Father Patrick,
Despite our friends who survive live,
will marry We love in this place tomorrow,
Wine from Spain and puins on board,
will be our friends to drink our health,
and that God wins the day the young mBrianach.

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