Ar a ghabhail 'n a 'chuain damh 's me bhi go huaibhreach Tinn lag buartha I'm intinn, Bhi me feachaint uaim ar an speir aduaidh 's i ealo uaim 'na trealtai
An raibh tu I gcill alla no caislean a' bharraigh, Bhfaca tu campai a bhi ag na francaigh? Curfa Mise 'gus tusa 'gus ruball na muice 'gus bacach shil
Both two hands Of noble people Write the ogham In golden ireland In young company Noble of nature Desire of music In golden ireland Ring forts of rock
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Autumn leaves are falling 'round us Time to gather all those many thoughts Of all the things that might have been Or gained at such a cost For some of
The mist has cleared from Muckish Hill Our parting coming nearer The last embrace, the final touch With nothing more to say Nothing more to say As silence
A? A©irigA suas a thogha na bhfear, Is cuirigA pAce 'r bharr gach cleith. Is leagaigA sAos iad lucht an droch-chroA Agus cuirigA dlA na Frainc
Time came around and I was in need You came by my side, all my troubles to ease You collected my heart, healing the past You'll never lay down [unverified
Cold, blue eyes, they look through me Stare those eyes at me You must be one of those girls Who live on the blackstairs Yes, you must be one of those
Broken pieces everywhere I stole my mind, and found I care Running on the morning tide Something you would say to me We drank the waters of delight We
Buachaill o/n E/ireann Me/'s bhe/as faoi fe/in caili/n deas o/g, Ni/ iarr fain bo/ spre/ le/ithe ta/ me/ fe/in saibhir go leor, 's liom corcaigh 'a/ mhe
Cúradh croi ar a phósadh is ar buachaillí óg an tsaoil; Nár bhfearr dóbhta cailín beag dóighi&
A BhuinneA?n BhuA is A© mo chrA? do luA Is do chnA?mha sAnte ar leaca lom' Is nach dtearn tA? dAth no dolaidh sa tAr Is narbh fhearr leat fAon nA
