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A Neansaí mhíle grá, a bhruinneall tá gan smál |
Nancy, my love, beautiful woman without blemish |
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Go bh'feice mise an t-ádh 'gus an séan ort |
May luck and fortune accompany you |
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Ba ghile do dhá láimh ná cúr geal na trá |
Your hands are whiter than the foam on the beach |
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Ná an eala is í a'snámh ar an Éirne |
Or than the swan that swims on the Eire River |
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Is glaise liom do shúil ná braon beag den drúcht |
Your eyes are more beautiful than a dewdrop |
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Is binne liomsa tú ná na téadaí |
And your voice sounds prettier than harpstrings |
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Is mur n-éalaí tusa liomsa titfidh mé i leanndubh |
And if you don't run away with me, my life will could over |
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'Gus cuirfear in san chill i do dhéidhiaid mé |
And because of you, they will bury me |
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Is iomaí guth mná a chluinimse ngach aird |
I hear the voices of many women everywhere |
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Abhus agus taobh thall den Éirne |
Here, there and on the other side of the Erne River |
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Go Corcaigh na gcuan is go Béal Átha na Slua |
Even Cock with its ports and the city Ballinasloe |
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Is i Neansaí thug bua ar a' méidh sin |
Nancy is the most beautiful of all of them |
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A Mhuire 'gus a Dhia, nárbh aoibhinn deas é ar saol |
Oh Mary and my God, wouldn't we live well |
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Dá mbeinnse agus i le chéile? |
If we could both be together? |
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Tráthnóna aoibhinn ciúin ó mise 'gus mo rún |
On a nice, peaceful afternoon, my beloved and I |
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Ag cogarnaíl ar uaigneas sléibhe |
Whispering things to us on the deserted plateau |
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Beir litir uaimse suas, chuig Neansaí caoin na gcuach |
Carry my letter to kind Nancy of the braids |
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Is aithris di gur buartha atá mé |
And tell her how saddened I am |
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Aithris di arís nach gcodlaím féin aon oíche |
Tell her that I don't sleep at night |
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Le harraing atá trí mo thaobh deas |
That a sharp pain punctures my side |
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Aithris dá súil, aithris dá cúl |
Tell it to her eyes, tell it to her hair |
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Aithris dá méin mhaith chéille |
Tell it to her good and sensible mood |
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Aithris dá ceann's dá béilín atá binn |
Tell it to her head and also to her sweet mouth |
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Gur ghiorraigh sí go cinnte mo laetha' |
Tell her that she has managed to shorten my life |
