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Ó is mo chairde gaoil gur thréig mé |
I left my friends and relations |
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Mar gheall ar mhnaoi is ní bhfuair mé í |
Because of a woman, and I didn't find her |
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Is d'imigh sí mar éan bheag |
And she went off like a little bird |
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Faoi bharra na gcraobh |
In the tops of the branches |
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Mar bhí seabhac na coille léithe |
As if the hawk of the woods was after her |
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Sionnach mór Bhinn Éadain |
Or the great fox of Howth |
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Roilleach faoi na sléibhte |
The oyster-catcher in the mountains |
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An naosc is an chearc fhraoigh |
The snipe and the moorhen |
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Málainn, Cúl Iomra |
Malin, Cúil Iomra |
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Sliabh Gabhra gur shiúil mé |
I walked through Sliabh Gabhra |
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D'ansacht ní bhfuair mé |
And I didn't find the beloved one |
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Is mo shúile gur dhall |
And my eyes were blinded |
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Go ndeachaigh mé go múrtha an teampaill |
Until I went to the walls of the church |
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Is as sin siar go Laighnibh |
And from there westward to Leinster |
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Go haonach mór Bhinn Éadain |
To the great fair of Howth |
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Is ní ann a bhí mo ghrá |
And my love wasn't there |
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Ach is é Colm Cille na féile |
But it was generous Colm Cille |
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A mhúscail as mo néal mé |
Who woke me from my slumber |
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Is a d'aithris domh cén taobh a raibh sí |
And told me where |
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An spéirbhean, ina luí |
This fair lady was lying |
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Tá sí i ngleanntán sléibhte |
She is in a mountain glen |
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A dtig duilliúr glas is eidheann ann |
Where green leaves and ivy grow |
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Bíonn fáras aici fhéin ann |
She is well set up there |
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I gconaí di gach am |
In her own abode |
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D'éirigh mé den léim sin |
I jumped up then |
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Is dhearc mé ar gach taobh domh |
And I looked all around me |
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Bhain mé díom m'éide |
I took off my clothes |
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Is mo chlaíomh le mo thaobh |
And my sword by my side |
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Is chuaigh mé go dtí an spéirbhean |
And I went to the fair lady |
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Gur phóg mé í ina léinidh |
And I kissed her in her shift |
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Is gur éirigh mo chroí chomh héadrom |
And my heart became light |
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Leis an eala ar an chraobh |
As the bird on the bough |
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Ach is é Colm Cille na féile |
But it was generous Colm Cille |
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A mhúscail as mo néal mé |
Who woke me from my slumber |
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Is a d'aithris domh cén taobh a raibh sí |
And told me where |
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An spéirbhean, ina luí |
This fair lady was lying |
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Tá sí i ngleanntán sléibhte |
She is in a mountain glen |
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A dtig duilliúr glas is eidheann ann |
Where green leaves and ivy grow |
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Bíonn fáras aici fhéin ann |
She is well set up there |
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I gconaí di gach am |
In her own abode |
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D'éirigh mé den léim sin |
I jumped up then |
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Is dhearc mé ar gach taobh domh |
And I looked all around me |
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Bhain mé díom m'éide |
I took off my clothes |
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Is mo chlaíomh le mo thaobh |
And my sword by my side |
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Is chuaigh mé go dtí an spéirbhean |
And I went to the fair lady |
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Gur phóg mé í ina léinidh |
And I kissed her in her shift |
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Is gur éirigh mo chroí chomh héadrom |
And my heart became light |
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Leis an eala ar an chraobh |
As the bird on the bough |
