And that is pretty Sagairtín, my heart,
not the people blessed he goes PRIEST
brand of Mary and the seal of Christ,
and it is bound to the college.

This night is dark and it is cold,
and she is taking a toll on my hard heart,
My store had gone away, are not found,
and who will torturing me or I die.

I arrived last night at the door yonder,
and I call on my dearest love whisper,
comprise her father told me she was not there,
as she had gone with the white boy.

I pity it without my darling
On board the ship accompanied wandering over,
the flood tide and the tidal beach,
And our people know we were there.

Two of my mother like a housewife,
Chóireodh a bed in a house for me,
would I allow entry event again,
and going to visit, my heart.

Oh, I'm not sick and I am not well,
consisted of my family told me to die,
God and Christ, treachery,
Be in love with my woman and not being found.

Oh, listen, a nice girl, a deposition or tear,
as I was born not dhuitse than any woman alive,
But I will baptize your child thee God willing,
and two m'aiféala would I catch, I would own you .

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