English (machine translation)
This is a tune I heard on pipes
Since I came from a child grows up,
not I was on top of my finger,
Into the mountain engaged in his home.
It 's the day, there still
is not' the night, or nearly morning,
Oh, it 's the day, it will not be yet,
not now later turned the moon.
From the mugs, this is the jug,
This is where the porter,
is if the money in your pockets
to hit the road and go 'home.
Since I put my arm myself 'my pocket
I asked a rough break crown,
she to me,' Sit down at the table
is beimist drinking here until morning. '
From success' to bed, man of the house,
Put on your trousers and your hat,
That appointments to the person you need music,
I'll stay here drinking until morning.
Stay where 'your bed, man of the house,
or put on your trousers or hat,
or a devil in my tear in your neck
Do not bheimist drinking here until morning.
Oh, the sheep are in the ground,
is the lambs are drinking the milk.
My wife is self nationwide,
is that it is time for me becoming a catch in his home.
It is the heart that has found Eamonn Creepy,
lie down with Susan Bush,
successfully urged the Charles,
and he was missing until morning.
Well ye heard the flatness
Or as she completes her milk?
Eight dragons, eager boy,
Origin pair the witch house.
Oh, I gave myself to let my blunt,
is left the fair sold the cattle,
will miss chailleachaí of the house,
will lose the pair that their baby.
If I met a girl in the bushes,
I would put her head down malaidh,
I would support a back,
is that I would play with her ??in the morning.
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