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Céad slán ag sléibhte maorga |
Farewell to stately mountains |
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Chondae Dhún na nGall |
Of dear old Donegal |
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Agus dhá chéad slán ag an Earagal árd |
And twice farewell to Errigal hill |
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Ina stua os cionn caor 's call |
As it towers o'er ash tree and rowen |
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Nuair a ghluais mise thart le loch Dhún Lúich |
As I passed through the glen by Dunlewey Lake |
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Go ciún 'sa ghleann ina luí |
With waters so peaceful and calm |
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I mo dhiaidh bhí Gleanntáin Ghlas Ghaoth Dobhair |
With an ache in my heart I was forced to depart |
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Is beag nár bhris mo chroí |
From Gleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair |
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Ag taisteal domh amach fríd chnoic Ghleann Domhain |
As I journeyed on through Glendowan's hills |
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'S an Mhucais ar mo chúl |
With Muckish to the rear |
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Ní miste domh 'ra le brón 's le crá |
With a heart full of pain I felt no shame |
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Gur fhreasach a shil mise súil |
'Twas there that I shed bitter tears |
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Go 'Meiriceá siar, a bhí mo thriall |
I was bound for the shores of America |
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I bhfad thar an fharraige mhór |
Far across the wild raging foam |
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D'fhag mé slán ar feadh seal ag Dún na nGall |
I bade farewell for a spell to Donegal |
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'S ag Gleanntáin Ghlas Ghaoth Dobhair |
And Gleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair |
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Níorbh é mo mhiansa imeacht ariamh |
'Twas never my play to travel afar |
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Ó m' thír bheag dhílis féin |
From my own beloved land |
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Ach trom lámh Gall, le cluain |
But the intrigue and the guile |
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'S le feall, a thiomáin mé i gnéill |
Of the tyrant's hand forced me to leave my home |
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B'é rún mo chroí-se pilleadh arís |
'Twas the wish of my heart to return again |
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Nuair a dhéanfainn beagán stór |
If I could get money in store |
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'S deireadh mo shaoil a chaitheamh lem ghaoil |
And my days there to end among the relations and friends |
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Fá Ghleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair |
Around the Gleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair |
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Slán, slán go fóill a Dhún na nGall |
Farewell, farewell to Donegal |
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A chondae shéimh gan smál |
That county sweet and fair |
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'S dod gheara breá in am an ghá |
And to her brave men when the enemy came |
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Nár umhlaigh riamh roimh Ghall |
Never cowered or bowed to the Gall |
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Tá áit i mo chroí do gach fear 's gach mnaoi |
I hold in esteem all those women and men |
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'S gach páiste beag agus mór |
And all children big and small |
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Áta beo go buan, gan bhuairt, gan ghruaim |
That dwell there in peace without worry or grief |
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Fá Ghleanntáin Ghlas Ghaoth Dobhair |
In Gleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair |
