SIÚL A GHRÁ

Siúl, siúl, siúl a ghrá
Siúl go socair agus siúl a dhra
Is go dti a saga rún
Is go sti a mo mhúrnin, slaínte.

My love is gone to France
to seek a fortune in advance
When he comes back there’ll be a chance
Is go dti a mo mhúrnin, slaínte.

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I’ll die my petticoat, die it red
around the world I’ll beg my bread
‘till my parents wish me dead
Is go dti a mo mhúrnin, slaínte.

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I’ll sell my lock, I’ll sell my reel
When my flax is spun, I’ll sell my wheel
And buy for my love a sword of steel
Is go dti a mo mhúrnin, slaínte.

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I’ll go up on yonder hill
There I’ll sit and cry my fill,
Every tear will turn a mill
Is go dti a mo mhúrnin, slaínte

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