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Sa tsean ghleann thiar a bhi sí raibh |
In the old glen yonder she was always |
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Go dtí gur fhás na hadharc' uirthi |
Until the horns grew on her |
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Bliain is céad is corradh laethe |
Eleven years and some odd days |
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Go dtáinig an aois go tréan uirthi |
Until age came heavily to her |
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Bhi sí gcró bheag ins an cheo |
She was in a small pen in the fog |
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Go dtáinig feil'Eoin is gur éalaigh sí |
Until St. John's Day came and she escaped |
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Thart an ród san bealach mór |
Down the road through the big gap |
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Gur lean a tóir go gear uirthi |
Until she was hotly pursued |
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Ni raibh nduine ar a tóir ach Donnchú óg |
No one was after her except young Donnchú |
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Is d'ith sí an lón san t-anlann air |
And she ate his lunch |
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Ni raibh aige ina dhorn ach ceap túine mór |
He only had in his fist a __ |
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Agus leag sé anuas ón arradh í |
And he brought it down from the __ |
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Nuair a chuala an gabhar bán go raibh sí ar lár |
When the white goat heard that she was __ |
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Thug sí léim chun tárrthála |
She leapt for freedom __ |
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Thug sí rás 's ni raibh sí sásta |
She gave a race and she wasn't satisfied |
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Is leag sí spíon an táilliúra |
And she knocked down the thorn of the tailor |
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Chomh cruinn le rón gur thóg sí feoil |
As smart as a seal that she took the meat |
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Gan pis gan mórán déibhirce |
Without peas or without much __ |
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Ach d'ith sí cib agus barr an fhraoich |
But she ate sedge and the top of the heather |
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Slánlús min is craobhógai |
__ and small branches |
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Draoin is dreas is cuilcann glas |
__ and briars and green __ |
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Gach ní ar dhath na h-áinleoga |
Everything with the color of __ |
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Cutharán sléibhe, duilliúr féile |
Mountain __, feast leaves |
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Caora sréana agus blainséogai |
__ sheep and __ |
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Chuaigh sí dhíol cios le Caiftín Spits |
She went the rent payment of Caiftín Spits |
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Is chraethnaigh a croi go dtréigfí í |
And her heart __ that they would abandon her |
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Chaith sí an oíche ar bheagán bidh |
She spent the night on the little food |
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Mar ndúil is go geasfaí féar uirthi |
Like __ grass __ |
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d'Fan sí 'a óiche i dtóin Ros Coill |
She spent the night at the bottom of Ros Coill |
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Is chaith sí é go pléisúra |
And she spent it happily |
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Go dtáinig an slua ar maidin go luath |
Until the crowd came early in the morning |
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Is thug siad amach as Éirinn í |
And took her out from Ireland |
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Sa tsean ghleann thiar a bhi sí raibh |
In the old glen yonder she was always |
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Go dtí gur fhás na hadharc' uirthi |
Until the horns grew on her |
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Bliain is céad is corradh laethe |
Eleven years and some odd days |
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Go dtáinig an aois go tréan uirthi |
Until age came heavily to her |
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Bhi sí gcró bheag ins an cheo |
She was in a small pen in the fog |
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Go dtáinig feil'Eoin is gur éalaigh sí |
Until St. John's Day came and she escaped |
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Thart an ród san bealach mór |
Down the road through the big gap |
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Gur lean a tóir go gear uirthi |
Until she was hotly pursued |
