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Theid mé suas ar an croc is airde |
I went up to the highest hill to see |
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Feach a bhfeic mé an fear a bháta |
If I could see the man of the boat |
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An dtig tú anocht nó an dtig tú amarach |
Will you come tonight or come tomorrow? |
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No Muna dtig tú idir is trua atá mé |
If you do not come between, it's sad I'll be |
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Chorus (after each verse): |
| A fhir
a bháta is na horó eile |
Man of the boat and no one else |
| A fhir
a bháta is na horó eile |
Man of the boat and no one else |
| A fhir
a bháta is na horó eile |
Man of the boat and no one else |
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Ceád mile failte gach ait a te tú |
A hundred thousand welcomes everywhere you go |
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Tá mo chroíse briste bruité |
My heart is bruised and broken |
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Is tric na deoir a'ruith o mo shuíle |
And tears flow from my eyes |
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An dtig tú inniú nó am bidh me suil leat? |
Will you come today or will I expect you? |
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No an druid mé an doras le osna tuirseach? |
Or will I close the door with a tired sigh? |
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Gheall mo leanann domh gúna den tsioda |
My love promised me a dress of silk |
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Gheall é sin, agus breacan riabhach |
He promised me that and a gray tartan |
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Fainne óir anns an bhfeicfinn íomha |
A gold ring where I'd see my reflection |
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Ach is eagal liom go ndearn sé dearmad |
But I'm afraid he has forgotten |
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Tá mo croíse ag dul in airde |
My heart is lifting |
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Chan don fidleir, chan don clairsoir |
Not for the tailor or the harper |
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Ach do Stuirithoir an bhata |
But for the navigator of the boat |
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Is muna dtig tú abhaile is trua atá mé |
If you don't come, I'll be very sad |
