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Coinleach Glas an Fhomhair
Ar chonnlaigh ghlais an Fhoghmhair
A stĂłirĂn gur dhearc mĂ© uaim
Ba deas do chos i mbrĂłig
'Sba rĂł-dheas do leagan siubhail
Do ghruaidh ar dhath na rĂłsaĂ
'Sdo chĂşirnĂnĂ bhĂ fighte dlĂşith
Monuar gan sinn 'ár bpósadh
NĂł'r bĂłrd luinge 'triall 'un siubhail
Tá buachaillà na h-áite seo
A' gartha 'gus ag éirghe teann
Is lucht na gcochán árd
A' deánamh fáruis do mo chailĂn donn
Dá ngluaiseadh Rà na Spáinne
Thar sáile 's a shlóighte cruinn
Bhrúighfinn féar is fásach
'S bhĂ©inn ar láimh le mo chailĂn donn
Ceannacht buaibh ar aontaigh'
Dá mbĂnn agus mo chailĂn donn
Gluais is tar a chéad-searc
Nó go dtéidh muid thar Ghaoth-Bearra 'nonn
Go sgartar ó n-a chéile
Bárr na gcraobh 's an eala ón tuinn
Nà sgarfar sin ó chéile
'S nĂl ach baois dĂbh á chur 'n mur gcionn
English to the Above:
On the green stubble-fields of Autumn
I saw you, my sweetheart
Nice were your feet in shoes
And wonderful your nimble gait
Your two cheeks the color of roses
And your ringlets tightly plaited
Alas that we're not married
Or on board ship sailing away
The boys around here are
Laughing and getting bold
And the people of the high straw?
Are making ?? of my brown girl
If the King of Spain would
Go abroad with his assembled men
I would flatten grass and rank grass
And I would be with my brown girl
Buying cows at the fair
If I were ? and my brown girl
Go and come first love
Until we go over to Gaoth-Bearra
Until we separate from each other
The tops of the branches and the swan from the waves ?
That won't separate us
And it's only folly for you to put it ??
I wrote a letter
To my sweetheart and a sharp complaint
She sent it back to me
That her heart was inside me
Like the sweetest swan?
Finer than silk or bird feathers
Heavy is my sigh
When I think of being apart from her
What I heard on Sunday
As conversation among the women
That she was going to be married
To a young man from the place
Sweetheart take my advice
And this Autumn stay as you are
And don't tell anyone, my love
That you are my love