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Is a Bhríd Óg Ní Mháille |
Oh Bríd Óg O'Malley |
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'S tú d'fhág mo chroí cráite |
You have left my heart breaking |
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'S chuir tú arraingeacha |
You've sent the death pangs |
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An bháis fríd cheartlár mo chroí |
Of sorrow to pierce my heart sore |
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Tá na céadta fear i ngrá |
A hundred men are craving |
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Le d'éadan ciúin náireach |
For your breathtaking beauty |
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Is go dtug tú barr breáchtacht' |
You're the fairest of maidens |
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Ar Thír Oirghiall más fíor |
In Oriel for sure |
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Níl ní ar bith is áille |
No spectacle is fairer |
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Ná'n ghealach os cionn a' tsáile |
Than moonbeams on the harbor |
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Ná bláth bán na n-airne |
Or the sweet scented blossoms |
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Bíos ag fás ar an draighean |
Of the sloe on the thorn |
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Ó siúd mar bíos mo ghrá-sa |
But my love shines much brighter |
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Níos trilsí le breáchtacht |
In looks and in stature |
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Béilín meala na háilleacht' |
That honey-lipped beauty |
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Nach ndearna riamh claon |
Who never said wrong |
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Is buachaill deas óg mé |
I'm a handsome young fellow |
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'Tá triall chun mo phósta |
Who is thinking of wedlock |
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'S ní buan i bhfad beo mé |
But my life will be shortened |
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Mura bhfaighidh mé mo mhian |
If I don't get my dear |
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A chuisle is a stóirín |
My love and my darling |
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Déan réidh agus bí romhamsa |
Prepare now to meet me |
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Cionn deireanach den Domhnach |
On next Sunday evening |
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Ar Bhóithrín Dhroim Sliabh |
On the road to Drum Slieve |
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Is tuirseach 's brónach |
'Tis sadly and lonely |
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A chaithimse an Domhnach |
I pass the time on Sunday |
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Mo hata 'mo dhorn liom |
My head bowed in sorrow |
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'S mé ag osnaíl go trom |
My sights heavy with woe |
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'S mé ag amharc ar na bóithre |
As I gaze upon the byways |
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'Mbíonn mo ghrá-sa ag gabhail ann |
That my true love walks over |
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'S í ag fear eile pósta |
Now she's wed to another |
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Is gan í bheith liom |
And left me forlorn |
