I banished the priests are out of the valleys,
my lost chliú that I have run,
not any woman phósfainnse bet beats me,
as often with a quarter that I did cry.

Oh, I was a wild island where it was,
I gave seársa through his middle east,
I saw the maid as she spoke, welcoming,
comprise She said, 'First welcome or appetites where you are?'

Distraction from the sea to the place I did
at my boat to hunt migrating downstream,
Two stay with me another year or quarter,
would I hate or first welcome from Mary Inisturk.

It set down my board it was wine,
'Get up in your positioning or banquet hall that we drink,
has my full bottles that are filled gloineachaí,'
will I patch the night Mary Inisturk.

Two dtéinnse Beairtlín to Galway with the boatman,
not many beautiful dhearcfadh man to dress,
Las side of the wall with plenty of bonfires,
and fairies street that was well under two.

The donkeys were running horses múillí race there,
Bratachaí high tops each pole,
a rock by the sea Mhatail she announced pardon
comprise She said, 'Do báthaigí Mary Inisturk.'

Coronary picture was on the front of the coach,
Pistol a lot a mobile one glaic,
Popsaí of silver buckles of yellow gold,
is how Mary would say not Inisturk treasure.

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