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Chorus (after each verse): |
'Se mo laoch mo ghile mear |
He is my hero, my dashing darling |
'Se mo chaesar, ghile mear |
He is my Caesar, dashing darling |
Ni fhuaras fein aon suan ar sean |
I've had no rest from forebodings |
O chuaigh i gcein mo ghile mear |
Since he went far away, my darling |
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Bimse buan ar buairt gach lo |
Every day I am constantly sad |
Ag gui go crua 's ag tuar na ndeor |
Weeping bitterly and shedding tears |
Mar scaoileadh uainn an buachaill beo |
Because our lively lad has left us |
'S na riomhtar tuairisc uaidh, mo bhron |
And no news from him is heard alas |
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Ni haoibhinn cuach ba suairc ar ndeoin |
The cuckoo sings not pleasantly at noon |
Taid fiorchaoin uasal ar uaithne sport |
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Taid saoite suaite i mhuairt 's i mbron |
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O scaoileadh uainn an buachaill beo |
Since he went away from me, my lively boy |
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Nil seis go suairc ar chruachruit ceoil |
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Ta an eigse i ngruaim gan uaim na meabhair |
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Taid beathaithe buan ar buairt gach lo |
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O thearnaigh uainn an buachaill beo |
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Ni mhaoifad fein ce he mo stor |
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Ta insint sceal ina dhiaigh go leor |
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Ach guim chuigh m'aon mhic de na gcomhacht |
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Go dteigh mo laoch gan baol beo |
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