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English Translation
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Céad slán ag sléibhte maorga
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Farewell to stately mountains
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Chondae Dhún na nGall
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Of dear old Donegal
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Agus dhá chéad slán ag an Earagal árd
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And twice farewell to Errigal hill
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Ina stua os cionn caor 's call
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As it towers o'er ash tree and rowen
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Nuair a ghluais mise thart le loch Dhún Lúich
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As I passed through the glen by Dunlewey Lake
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Go ciún 'sa ghleann ina luí
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With waters so peaceful and calm
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I mo dhiaidh bhí Gleanntáin Ghlas Ghaoth Dobhair
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With an ache in my heart I was forced to depart
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Is beag nár bhris mo chroí
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From Gleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair
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Ag taisteal domh amach fríd chnoic Ghleann Domhain
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As I journeyed on through Glendowan's hills
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'S an Mhucais ar mo chúl
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With Muckish to the rear
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Ní miste domh 'ra le brón 's le crá
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With a heart full of pain I felt no shame
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Gur fhreasach a shil mise súil
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'Twas there that I shed bitter tears
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Go 'Meiriceá siar, a bhí mo thriall
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I was bound for the shores of America
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I bhfad thar an fharraige mhór
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Far across the wild raging foam
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D'fhag mé slán ar feadh seal ag Dún na nGall
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I bade farewell for a spell to Donegal
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'S ag Gleanntáin Ghlas Ghaoth Dobhair
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And Gleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair
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Níorbh é mo mhiansa imeacht ariamh
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'Twas never my play to travel afar
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Ó m' thír bheag dhílis féin
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From my own beloved land
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Ach trom lámh Gall, le cluain
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But the intrigue and the guile
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'S le feall, a thiomáin mé i gnéill
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Of the tyrant's hand forced me to leave my home
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B'é rún mo chroí-se pilleadh arís
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'Twas the wish of my heart to return again
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Nuair a dhéanfainn beagán stór
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If I could get money in store
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'S deireadh mo shaoil a chaitheamh lem ghaoil
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And my days there to end among the relations and friends
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Fá Ghleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair
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Around the Gleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair
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Slán, slán go fóill a Dhún na nGall
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Farewell, farewell to Donegal
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A chondae shéimh gan smál
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That county sweet and fair
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'S dod gheara breá in am an ghá
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And to her brave men when the enemy came
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Nár umhlaigh riamh roimh Ghall
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Never cowered or bowed to the Gall
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Tá áit i mo chroí do gach fear 's gach mnaoi
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I hold in esteem all those women and men
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'S gach páiste beag agus mór
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And all children big and small
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Áta beo go buan, gan bhuairt, gan ghruaim
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That dwell there in peace without worry or grief
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Fá Ghleanntáin Ghlas Ghaoth Dobhair
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In Gleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair
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