Mná Na hÉireann - Celtic Woman

Tá bean in Éirinn a bhronnfadh séad dom 's mo sháith le n-ól

'S tá bean in Éirinn ba bhinne léithe mo ráfla ceoil ná seinm téad

Tá bean in Éirinn, 's níorbh fhearr léi beo

Mise ag léimneach nó leagtha I gcré is mo thárr faoi fhód

Tá bean in Éirinn a bheadh ag éad liom mur' bhfaighfinn ach póg

Ó bhean ar aonach, nach ait an scéala, is mo dháimh féin leo

Tá bean ab fhearr liom nó cath is céad dhíobh nach bhfagham go deo

Is tá cailín spéiriúil ag fear gan bhéarla, dubhghránna cróin

Tá bean in Éirinn a bhronnfadh séad dom is mo sháith le n-ól

Tá bean in Éirinn s’ba bhinne léithe mo ráfla ceoil ná seinm téad

Tá bean in Éirinn is níorbh fhearr léi beo

Mise ag léimneach nó leagtha I gcré 's mo thárr faoi fhód

There is a woman in Ireland who would give me a jewel and my fill to drink

And there's a woman in Ireland whose musical rumor is sweeter to her than playing a string

There is a woman in Ireland, and she would not rather live

I'm jumping or lying in the dirt, my back is under my jaw

There's a woman in Ireland who would be jealous of me if I only got a kiss

From a woman at a fair, the story is not strange, they are my own relationship with them

There's my favorite woman or a battle of a hundred of them that I will never win

A man without English has a celestial girl, black-eyed crown

There is a woman in Ireland who would give me a jewel and my fill to drink

There is a woman in Ireland who loves my music rumor more than playing a string

There is a woman in Ireland who would rather not live

I'm jumping or lying in the ground with my back under the jaw