English (machine translation)
I was in the Reserve Reek the time yonder, I and she,
was, oh, I did not not pity as the action was taken,
what did the close to be quoting me, it makes no sense to provide as,
is your a chluain was, oh, you did not get your girlfriend free.
These matters not to me grief as fatigue sorrow of heart,
My girl getting breast kissing a yellow thrush,
I put on the ógmhnaoi deprivation sorrow not stayed the same,
and I am not the music that would involve her in the autumn if the were short night. '
A nice lady my love-in that is very nice to most com,
blue eyes laughing as two breast was of recent accurate,
She gave breáthacht women nice from Malin Donegal,
is if I were engaged abroad is Mary I would invite me.
I have loved the ógmhnaoi that failed me yet available,
the second love of his lips would most rear yellow color of gold,
the third love was not possible for me without my eyes shedding tears,
not my sorrow sweetheart without I and you turn to drink.
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