Dh'airím not a verse from numbers from thrush
not gaorthaibh dh'fhásann grass in the right,
as is not the maiden interested in sport than in mere pleasure
But weeping and shouting that a rupture death;
I say no relief give the séimhfhir,
a night in Ireland turn to reast,
'Though the thieves this troop, are coming together
and that blind us mbuafaí Slievenamon.

I regret fhéinig to meet the day in question
went on Highlanders poor as hundreds to pillage,
As ford méirligh mock us
is to say they do not mind Spike Island or spear;
did not our major in originally a day to us,
is we were not able or prepared myself properly,
But as cow herd would be launched to the fair,
on the sun side of Slievenamon.

Rush to bhreoigh it is adhered forever for us,
as for many of us stretched dh'fhágadh poor,
young children where there smólaibh burned
with what remained alive ditches or diaphragm thereof;
But I promise myself to you, the person who carried the foghlach
Although we for him that a pic with a spear,
is to take all the yeomen quake a mbrógaibh,
selling cooperation Slievenamon them.

Tha the cóbaigh large asking,
tha the weather young aid coming;
He who destroyed the business, it leighisfidh yet,
is not dhíolfam farthing them, rent a set;
Piece Crown Most of it,
Value cow or nice family return,
will the lights dance on his fired roads there
will be a sense of joy Slievenamon.

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