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'Rí na cruinne gan mé 's tú i n-Iorras |
King of the universe, that we're not in Iorras |
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Nó thiar in Inis Dhún Rámha |
Or over in Inis Dhún Rámha |
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Ar Bhruach na Finne le taobh na tuinne |
On the banks of the Finn, close by the waves |
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Ag Féachaint loingis thar sáile |
Watching big ships go sailing the ocean |
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Dá mhéid ár dtuirse 's gan aoineach againn |
Though weary and tired with no one to cheer us |
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Ach geag an duilliúr ár sábhail |
But the leafy branches to shade us |
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'Sé deirfeadh gach duine gur lách ár n-imeacht |
And people would fondly compare our going |
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Mar d'éalaigh Diarmuid le Gráinne |
To the elopment of Diarmad and Gráinne |
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Aréir go bhfaca mé féin in m'aisling |
Last night she appeared to me in my dreaming |
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Mar bheadh sí ar bhácan mo láimhe |
Like I held her in the fold of my arm |
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'N spéirbhean mhaiseach mar aon-bhrat sneachta |
This maiden so comely like a blanket of snow |
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Dá mbíodh gan caisgairt a dhéanamh |
If it were to refrain from thawing |
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Taobh na macnaidhe da mbíodh in m'aice |
Pride of mankind were she by my side |
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Mar chéile leála gan airnéis |
As bed-pal without any dowry |
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S' é béilín meala a leigheasadh mo ghalar |
Her honey-sweet lips would sure my affliction |
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'S a bhéarfadh mó cholann 'un sláinte |
And ensure my sick body's recovery |
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Dá mbínn mo bharrún ní dhéanfainn dabhar |
If I were a baron, I wouldn't be craving |
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Ar spré bó capall nó caorach |
For horses or kine as a dowry |
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Dá bhfaghainn-sé 'n ainnir 'na suí le m'aice |
If I had this maiden to sit down beside me |
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Nó í 'na seasamh go h-aerach |
Or stand there so stately and cheery |
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Tá gné ar a craiceann míl' uair níos taithmhaigh |
The sheen in her skin is far more endearing |
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Ná írigh mhaiseach na gréine |
Than the rays of the sun at the dawning |
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'S ní breag a chanaim ach is fíor a n-abraim |
It's no lie to relate, but the truth here I state |
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Gurab í thug mais' ar gach maighdean |
That she is the fairest of maidens |
