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Mo bheannacht óm' chroí
Dod' thir 's dod' shléibhte
A chomaraigh aoibhinn ó
Is dod' mhuintir shuairc
Ar dual dóibh féile
A chomaraigh aoibhinn ó
Do shrutháin gheala
'S do choillte craobhach

Bheadh buachaillín deas ag Síle
Dá bpósadh sí mé mar fhear
Mharóinn an breac ar an taoide
Is coinín ar an ndumhaigh chomh maith
Ní iarfainn leí capall ná caoire
Airgead buí ná geal
Mar go mb'fhearr liomsa agam mar mhnaoí í
Ná aon inion rí dar mhair

Who has dressed you in strange clothes of sand?
Who has taken you far from my land?
Who has said that my sayings were wrong?
Who will say that I stayed much too long?

Clothes of sand have covered your face
Given you meaning, but taken my place
So make your way on down to the sea

Darkness, darkness, be my pillow
Take my hand and let me sleep
In the coolness of your shadow
In the silence of your deep
Darkness, darkness, long and lonesome
Is the day that brings me here
I have felt the edge of silence
I have known the depths of fear

A Mhaire mhilis bhrea
Do dh'fhuig an saighead seo im' lar
Ni leigheasfar in Oilean na Fodhla
'S do bhearfainn dar mo lamh
Da bhfaighfea fein mo chas
Na ligfear me i mbas gan foirthint
Ni chaithim unsa bidh
Ni chodlaim neal o luim

Tá na caoirigh ag ithe an gheamhair (The sheep are eating the corn)
Tá na gamhna ag ól an bhainne (The calves are drinking the milk)
Prátaí síos gan díolachán (The potatoes are unsold)
'S duine gan mheabhair na raghfá abhaile (You senseless man, will you not go home!)

Is deas an bhean í Siobhán óg (Siobhán is a fine young girl)
Gúna nua uirthi aníos ón siopa (In her new dress down from the shop)
Is breathnaím ar mo ghiní óir (I gaze at my golden guinea)

Old Reilly stole a stallion
But they caught him and they brought him back
And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground
With an iron chain around his neck

Old Reilly’s daughter got a message
That her father was goin’ to hang
She rode by night and came by morning

Early every year the seeds are growing
Unseen, unheard, they lie beneath the ground
Would you know before the leaves are showing
That with weeds all your garden will abound?

If you close your eyes, stop your ears
Hold your mouth, how can you know?
The seeds you cannot see may not be there

когда твое время на горе закончится
и ты упадешь на землю как листок
недостаточно времени сказать прости
(жаль) прости, не заплатить за это горе

ты можешь положить свою вину на алтарь
Или пригвоздить свое раскаяние к кресту
Но это недостаточно на сей раз, чтобы попросить прощения

Seven years a miner, a mine for seven more
No better man on earth now to loose a moutain floor
Do load us in the chippy the trucks down every day
No braver man on earth boys no matter what they say

So tell god and the devil they can try
But today is not gona be the day we die

In Newry town I was bred and born
In Stephens Green now I lie in scorn
I served me time at the saddler's trade
I always was a roving blade
I always was a roving blade

At seventeen I took a wife
I loved her dearer than I loved me life

Tell me, where did Helen go?
This is where she had her dwelling
She has vanished like the snow
Where there is no way of telling
This is where she had her dwelling
And the while they come and they go
Where there is no way of telling
She has vanished like the snow

I sat within the valley green
I sat me with my true love.
My sad heart strove the two between
The old love and the new love.
The old for her the new
That made me think on Ireland dearly.
While soft the wind blew down the glade
And shook the golden barley.