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Lyrics
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English Translation
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Ó slán is céad on taobh so uaim
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A hundred farewells from this place I'm in
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Cois Maighe na gcaor na gcraobh na gcruach
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Beside Maigue of the berries, the branches, the stacks
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Na stát, na séad, na soar, na slua
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The estates, the jewels, the craftsmen, the crowds
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Na ndán, na ndréacht, na dtréan gan ghruaim
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The arts, the stories, the good-humored warriors
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Curfá
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Chorus (after each verse)
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Och, ochón is breoite mise
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Oh it is ill I am
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Gan chuid, gan chóir, gan chóip, gan chiste
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Without a share, or right, or company, or money
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Gan sult, gan seoid, gan spórt, gan spionnadh
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Without happiness, or jewels, or sport, or vitality
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Ó seoladh mé chun uaignis
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Since I was sent into loneliness
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Slán go héag dá, soar-fhir suairc
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Farewell forever to her happy freeman
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Dá daimh, dá heigs', dá chléir, dá suag
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To her love of kin, her gatherings, her clergy, her scholars
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Dom chaired cléibh, gan chlaon, gan chluain
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To the friends of my heart, not perverse or deceitful
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Gan cháim, gan chaon, gan chraos, gan chruas
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Without flaw, without concealment, without gluttony, without stinginess
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Slán dá n-éis, dá beithibh uaim
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Good-bye, one by one, to its beautiful women
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Da gcail, dá gceill, dá scéimh, dá snua
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To their fame, their sense, their loveliness, their complexions
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Dá mná go léir, dá gcéim, dá gcuaird
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To all its women, to their rank, their visitations
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Da bpráisc, dá bplé, dá méin, dá mbua
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Their messing, their discussions, their minds and their talents
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