Ainnir Dheas Na gCiabhfholt Donn - Aoife Ní Fhearraigh

'sé deir colm cille linn

Go hifreann nach dtéid fial

Lucht an tsairbhris go gceileann siad

A hpáirt mhór le dia

Nach mór an tubaiste

D’aon duine á dearnadh ariamh

Oiread a chruinniú

Is a 'choinneodh as parrthas iad

Thréig mé lucht an bhéarla

Agus búclaí bróg

Thréig mise an méid sin

Mar gheall ort, a stór

Mar i ndúil go mbeinn 's tú, 'chéadsearc

Maidin chiúin cheo

Is sinn ag éisteacht le géimneach

Ár sealbháin deas bó

D’imigh mé mar d’imeodh

Mo shnua agus mo ghné

D’imigh mé mar d’imeodh

Fáinní geala an lae

D’imigh mé mar d’imeodh

An sneachta ón ghréin

's bheinn ar oileán 's thiocfadh an tuile orm

Is bháithfí mé

Go mbreacaí mo dhá mhalaidh

Agus go liathfaí mo cheann

Chomh geal leis an eala

Atá ar shliabh uí fhlionn

Go dté mo bhean i dtalamh

Agus 'n diaidh sin a clann

Beidh cuimhne agam ort, 'ainnir dheas

Na gciabhfholt donn

he tells us

To hell not go generous

Those of the rich who hide

Its a big part with god

What a disaster

For anyone ever doing it

Meeting as many

They are the best parishes

I abandoned the English

And shoe buckles

I abandoned that much

Because of you, dear

As I wish I was with you, my dear

Silent foggy morning

We are listening to a game

Our nice holdings of cows

I left as I did

My nose and my face

I left as I did

Bright rings of the day

I left as I did

The snow from the sun

I would be on an island and the flood would come over me

I would drown

May my two eyebrows tremble

And that my head would turn gray

As bright as the swan

Which is on Mount Flynn

Until my wife is in the ground

And then her children

I will remember you, 'ainir deas

The brown hairs