| Nuair a bhí mise óg
| When I was young
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| Ó ba dheas is ba dóighiúil
| Oh, it's nice
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| A' scafaire stócaigh mé
| I'm a stocking scavenger
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| 'Súil' na mban óg
| The 'eye' of the young ladies
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| Bhínn á mealladh 's á bpógadh
| I was attracted to them and kissing them
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| Is shiúlainn a' rod leo
| I walk the rod with them
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| 'S bhínn carthanach cóir leo
| And I was a fair charity with them
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| Gan mhairg gan bhrón
| No sorrow without sorrow
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| Bhíodh rosca gach bruinnil'
| Every bruise was roasted '
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| A' lasadh le loinnir
| Burning with radiance
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| 'S gach dealramh níos glinne
| And every appearance is brighter
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| Le lúcháire romham
| With joy in front of me
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| 'S mo ghuthsa gur bhinne leo
| My voice is sweet to them
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| 'Chluinstin sa chruinniú
| 'I heard in the meeting
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| Ná'n píobaire 'seinm
| Do not play the piper
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| Ó mhaidin go neoin
| From morning to neon
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| Och, och, ar a' lá sin
| Oh, oh, on that day
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| Murab é bhain a' bláth domh
| If not the flower touched me
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| 'S é d’fhág mé mar 'tá mé
| What I left is because I am
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| 'Mo chréatúr gan dóigh
| 'My helpless creature
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| 'S é chloígh mé 's é chráigh mé
| I obeyed and I was tormented
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| Gur chaolaigh mo chnámha
| That my bones narrowed
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| 'S d’fhág meath mar ar mo shláinte
| And my health has deteriorated
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| Nach leigheastar go deo
| Not cured forever
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| 'S iomaí bean álainn
| There are many beautiful women
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| Ó Chorcaigh go Málainn
| From Cork to Malin
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| A chaith seal ar láimh liom
| Who spent a spell on me
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| Mo chreach is mo léan
| My prey and my sorrow
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| 'S mé 'g imeacht gan ábhar
| I'm leaving without a subject
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| Arís is á bhfágail
| Again leaving
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| Go cloíte lag cráite
| Weakly tormented
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| Faoi leatrom leo féin
| Oppressed by themselves
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| Thit mallacht gach duine acu
| The curse of each of them fell
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| 'Bhfiormhullaigh 'n chinn orm
| My head is over me
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| D’imigh mo bhláth
| My flower is gone
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| 'S níor fhan ribe ar mo mhaol
| And no hair remained on my bald head
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| Ach mo sheanbhlagad feannta
| But my old fancy blog
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| Le síon is le haimsir
| With rain and weather
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| 'Mo chréatúr a' drandán
| 'My creature is humming
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| Fé bhuaireamh a' tsaoil
| Under the worries of life
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| Ach anois iarraim pardún
| But now I ask for forgiveness
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| Go léir ar na staidmhná
| All on the stats
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| 'Bhí cineálta cairdiúil liom
| 'He was kind and friendly to me
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| Lá breá den tsaol
| A beautiful day of life
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| Ná táthar a' rá liom
| I'm not being told
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| Gur damnaithe 'tá me
| I'm damned
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| 'S nach dual domh go brách fáil
| And I will never be found
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| Go Flaitheas na Naomh
| To the Kingdom of the Saints
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| Ach an n-aidimse 'Dhia
| But I confess God
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| Go mb’fhearr liom go síoraí
| I wish you all the best
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| 'Bheith 'n Ifreann na bPian
| 'Being in the Hell of Pain
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| I measc cairde mo chléibh
| Among the friends of my chest
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| Ná bheith 'bhFlaithis in airde
| Do not be 'Heaven exalted
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| 'Measc túitní cráifeach'
| 'Mix pious cigarettes'
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| Nach dtuigfeadh a' cás
| Would not understand the situation
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| A d’fhág mise faoi léan
| Which left me depressed
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| Och, och, ar a' lá sin
| Oh, oh, on that day
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| Murab é bhain a' bláth domh
| If not the flower touched me
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| 'S é d’fhág mé mar 'tá mé
| What I left is because I am
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| 'Mo chréatúr gan dóigh
| 'My helpless creature
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| 'S é chloígh mé 's é chráigh mé
| I obeyed and I was tormented
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| Gur chaolaigh mo chnámha
| That my bones narrowed
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| 'S d’fhág meath mar ar mo shláinte
| And my health has deteriorated
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| Nach leigheastar go deo | Not cured forever |