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’Gus beidh cuimhne againne chúns mhairfeas muid ar an oíche seo Dé Máirt, Nuair a ceansaíodh an beithíoch asail agus cuireadh é sa hall, Nár chaith sé oíche fhada gheimhridh ann faoi ocras ’s faoi chall, Ach chomh fada agus atá meabhair agam íocfaidh príosún é ar ball.
’Gus ní miste dhomsa inseacht cé na leaids a rinne an feall, Mar bhíodar aniar as Maoras ann agus, ar ndóigh, as an Más, Sé an fear a bhí dhá marcháil ann ná Mister Cólaí Bán, Ach íosfaidh siad builíní Luimneach is faraor ba mhór an feall.
Agus b’fhearr liomsa an oíche sin an phian a bheith i mo láimh, Ná bheith ag ceansú an asail i gcommon Bheairtle Bháin, Thugadar go dtí an geata é agus bhreathnaíodar ins gach áit, Ach bhí watchman ar an doras agus aithníodh Cólaí Bán.
Agus maith a bhí a fhios ag Maidhc bocht go raibh an obair le bheith ann, Mar is beag nár tóigeadh cheana iad faoi swedes mhac Johnny Sheáin, Bhí triúr istigh sa ngarraí is iad ag cartadh anonn ’s anall, Is mhilleadar a gharraí mangles air chomh deas is a bhí le fáil.
’Gus tá an scéal seo maith go leor againn mara mbeidh tuilleadh faoi ar ball, ’Gus mara gcluine an sagart é, nach orainn a bheas an t-ádh, Mar tosóidh sé ag eascainí is dhá leanacht ins gach áit, ’S ní fhéadfaidh muid a dhul go Sasana gan a gcharacter a fháil.
Agus giortóidh mise an seanchas, ní dhéarfaidh mé níos mó, Níl tada ráite as bealach agam mara bhfuil mé ag dul amú, Ní chríochnóinn deireadh an tseanchais dá mbeinn ag caint go deo, Ach beidh cuimhne againn chúns a mhaireas muid ar Tobin is ar Chóil.
And will remember our habits while subsist us on the night Tuesday, when ceansaíodh the beast donkey and was in the hall, he never spent a long night of winter hunger and justified, But as far as mad I paid prison on member.
And do not mind dhomsa disclose who the lads who made ??the foul, as they were resilient from Maoras and, of course, from the If, He the man had two march pleasure than Mister Cólaí White, But they will eat bread Limerick unfortunately been a shame.
And that night I'd prefer to have the pain in my hand, not to calming the donkeys IG position Bheairtle White, gave details to the gate and is moreover reflected in every place, But a watchman on the door and identified Cólaí White.
And well knew Mike poor work was to be there, as he was almost tóigeadh already under SWEDES son Johnny John, had three inside the garden are to dig back and forth, is mhilleadar a garden Mangles it as nice receivable.
And the situation is quite good We unless more about later, and marine gcluine the priest, not us to be lucky, as commence swearing-two followed in every place, and can not we go England without a character to find.
And giortóidh am the lore, will not say I am more, There is nothing said of way I sea I'm mistaken, not chríochnóinn end the tradition if I talk forever, But will we recall habits while live in we Tobin is on Chóil .
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