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Traditional
An T-Oilean Ur
Rinne mĂ© smaointiĂș i m'intinn
Is lean mé dó go cinnte
Go n-éalóinn ó mo mhuintir
Anonn chun 'Oileåin �ir
Tå mé ag déanamh impí
Ar an Ard-RĂ­ 'tĂĄ 's mo chionn-sa
Mo choinneĂĄil Ăł gach tubaiste
Go gcrĂ­ochnĂłinn mo shiĂșl

ShiĂșil mĂ© fiche mĂ­le
'S nĂ­or casadh orm CrĂ­ostaĂ­
Capall, bó nó caora ag déanamh
Inghilt ar an fhéar
Coillte dlĂșth' is gleanntĂĄin
Agus bĂșirtheach beithigh allta
Fir is mnĂĄ gan tant orthu
A chasfå få do mhéar

Tharla isteach i dteach mé
Is casadh orm daoine
D'fhiafraigh siad mo ainmse
Cén tír inar tógadh mé
DĂșirt mĂ© leo i mBĂ©arla
Gur tógadh mé in �irinn
LĂĄimh le Loch Eirne
I gCoillidh Lios na Raoch
BhĂ­ seanbhean insan chlĂșdaigh
Is stocaĂ­ ar a glĂșinĂ­
D'Ă©irigh sĂ­ go lĂșchĂĄireach
Agus chraith sĂ­ liomsa lĂĄmh
"Sheacht mh'anam, fear mo thĂ­re
Thar a bhfaca mé ariamh de dhaoine
Når tógadh mise in �irinn
I mBaile Lios Béal �inetha"

Rinne mĂ© smaointiĂș i m'intinn
Is lean mé dó go cinnte
Go bpillfinn ar ais go hÃ?irinn
An åit a sínfí mé faoin chlår
Mar a bhfaighfinn lucht mo chaointe
Is an t-aos Ăłg atĂĄ lĂĄch aoibhinn
A chaithfeadh liomsa an oĂ­che
Agus pĂĄirt mhĂłr den lĂĄ

Vertaling
I made a decision
And I followed it with certainty
That I could escape my family
Over on the New Island
I was turning away
From the High King above me
Who kept me from every misfortune
Which could end my journey
I walked twenty miles
And I didn't meet a soul
A horse, a cow or a sheep
Grazing in the field
Only dense woods and glens
And roaring wild beasts
Men and women
In tatters

But I happened into a house
When I met some people
They asked me my name
What land I was from
I told them in English
That I was raised in Ireland
By the side of Loch Ã?irne
In the woods of Lios na Raoch

There was an old woman
In the corner knitting socks
She joyfully arose
And shook my hand
"Bless my soul, my countryman
You are truly one of us
I was raised in Ireland
In Baile Lios Béal �inetha"
I made a decision
And I followed it with certainty
That I would return to Ireland
The place where I would be buried
As I might find gentle folk and young folk
Who are friendly and delightful
With whom I could spend
The night and the day