| Is uaigneach mo shaol |
My life is, unfortunately |
| Go gruama faraoir |
Solitary and dark |
| 'Mo thruaill bhocht gan siamsa 'tá mé |
I'm only a poor man lacking fun |
| 'S is brónach a bhím |
Sad and lonely |
| Gan suaimhneas na hoích' |
I spend my nights |
| Go buartha lag cloíte cráite |
Weakness and grief have overcome me |
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| 'Sí 'n stuabhean gheal |
That stunning woman |
| Chaoin a rinne gual de mo chroí |
Turned my heart to coal |
| 'S níl suairceas a choíce i ndán domh |
And happiness will evade me forever |
| Ó luadh liom mar mhnaoi |
Being still very young |
| Go luath 'dtús mo shaoil |
I remained paired up |
| Mo chailín na gruaige báine |
With the fair-haired girl |
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| 'S í bláth bán na gcraobh í |
She's the white flower on the tree |
| Thug barr ar gach scéimh |
The most beautiful of all |
| Le háilleacht le méid 's le breáchta |
The most lovely of all of creation |
| 'Sí d'fhág mé faoi léan |
And she's left me suffering |
| 'Sí chráigh mé gan bhréig |
Totally devastated |
| 'Gus tá 'fhios ag Mac Dé mo chás-sa |
And the Son of God understands my situation |
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| Dá bhfhaighinnse mo rogha |
If it depended on me |
| Ó b'ansa liom é |
How I would love |
| Bheith ar láimh leis a' speirbhean álainn |
To be next to that beautiful woman |
| 'S ní náire ar bith liom é |
It wouldn't be unworthy |
| 'S í grá geal mo chléibh |
Since she's the one my heart desires |
| Mo chailín na gruaige báine |
My fair-haired girl |
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| Dá dtigeadh sí aris |
If she came again |
| Ar cuairt chun mo thí |
To visit my house |
| Nach mise bheadh aoibhiúil sásta |
How happy and smiling I would feel |
| 'S níl áit ar bith dár mhian léi |
Wherever she liked |
| Nach mbainfinnse fúm |
I would live |
| Ach cead 'fháil mo shaol a chaitheamh léi |
As long as we could live together forever |
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| Nach trua mise 'smaointiú |
I'm completely up in smoke |
| Go domhain in mo chroí |
Convinced in the end |
| Nach bhfeicim arís go brách í |
That I will never see her again |
| Taím buartha bocht faoi chian |
I'm heavy-hearted and sad |
| Is ní mhairfead beo bliain |
And I won't even live a year |
| Gan cailín na gruaige báine |
Without my fair-haired girl |
