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Dá mbeinn féin in Aird Uí Chumhaing |
If I were in Aird Uí Chumhaing |
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In aice an tsléibhe 'tá i bhfad uaim |
Beside that distant mountain |
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Ba annamh liom gan dul ar cuairt |
There's seldom a Sunday |
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Go gleann na gcuach dé Domhnaigh |
That I wouldn't visit the cuckoo's glen |
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Chorus (after each verse): |
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Agus och och Eire lig is ó |
Agus och och Eire lig is ó |
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Eire líonndubh agus ó |
Eire líonndubh agus ó |
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'Sé mo chroí tá trom agus bronach |
My heart is heavy and sad |
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Is iomai Nollag a bhí mé féin |
Many's the Christmas |
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I mBun Abhainn Doine is mé gan chéill |
I spent in Cushendun |
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Ag iomainn ar a trá bán |
Playing hurley on the strand |
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'S mo chaman bán ins mo dhorn liom |
My white caman in my fist |
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Dá mbeadh agam coite 's rámh |
If I had a boat and oars |
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D'iomairfinn liom ar dhroim a' tsnáimh |
I'd row over the crest of the tide |
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'S mé 'dúil as Dia go sroichfinn slán |
Trusting to God that I'd arrive safe |
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'S go bhfaighinn bás in éirinn |
And that I'd die in Ireland |
