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Thug mé rása go mullach an ardáin ’S an dara rása ón tsléibh arís, Ag iarraidh tuairisc an chailín a d’fhág mé ’S nach í a rinne bás díom fríd lár mo chroí.
Dá mbeinn i mo bhádóir, ba dheas a shnámhfainn Ó cheann ’s ó chearn a bhfuil grá mo chroí, Ó, bheinn ag rith leis na tonnaí bána Is ag éirí in airde leis na bruaigh bhuí.
Is luath ’s is mall a thug tú geall dom Nach bhfásfadh an féar fríd an talamh aníos, Nach dtabharfadh an ghealach solas do Éirinn ’S nach lasfadh an réaltann le linn na hoích’.
Bhí fliúit agus órgán ag seinm cheoil ann ’S mo chailín óg deas ag siúl an toighe, Is cha n-iarfainn de shaibhreas ag uair mo bháis di Ach aon phóg amháin eile ó stór mo chroí.
Ó, chroch mo ghuailleacha go dtí mo chluasa ’Gus fuair mé fios gur ghearr domh an bás, Agus níl aon nduine dá bhfuair mo thuairisc Nár dhúirt, ‘Mo thruaigh thú, mo bhuachaill bán.’
I brought the race to the summit of platforms and the second race from the mountain again, Trying to report the girl I left and she did not die from me through my heart.
If I were in my boatmen, it was nice to shnámhfainn From one corner and my heart is love, Oh, I would run to the tonnes of white is rising up to the bank thanks.
The slow early bet you gave me not the grass grow through the ground up, not the moon give light to Ireland and would light the star, not during the night '.
Flute and organ was playing music there and my pretty young girl walking of the house, is cha iarfainn their wealth at the time of my death her ??But no one kissed other, my heart.
Oh, my shouldered hung to my ears and I found out that me short of death, and no two persons got my report not been told, 'My thruaigh you, my white boy.'
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