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English Translation
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Agus bhí mise oíche faoi Fhéile Bríde
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And I was one night on Saint Bridget's Day
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Ag tórramh thíos is sa gCaisleán Gearr
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At a wake down at Castlegar
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Is ann a dhearc mé an aoileann a dtug mé gnaoi dhi
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It is there that I saw a fair maid that I took a liking to
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Mar bhí sí aoibhinn deas aerach ciúin
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For she was enchanting, lovely, happy, serene
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Ó sí go cinnte a mharaigh m'intinn
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Oh it is she who surely confused my mind
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Agus leá na bhFiann ní leigheasfadh mé
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And the finest doctors would not cure me
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Nó go dtaga an spéirbhean is mo chuislí a fhéachaint
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Until the beautiful woman comes and checks my pulse
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Ba ghearr ina dhiaidh sin go mbheinn níos fearr
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It's only then that I would feel better
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Mar sé fáth mo bhuaireamh nach bhfaighim cead cuartaíocht
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Because the reason for my sadness is that I am not allowed to visit
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Sna gleanntáin uaigneach' ina mbíonn mo ghrá
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In the lonely valleys where my love goes
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Mar tá fear eile ag faire uirthi go ló is go oíche
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Because another man is minding her through day and night
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Agus ag déanamh suas le mo mhuirnín bán
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And courting with my fair love
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Ach dá mbeadh fhios agamsa nach tú bhí i ndán dom
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But if I knew that you were not meant for me
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Ní dhéanfainn gáirí ná súgradh leat
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I would not laugh nor play with you
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'S go raibh mo chroí istigh chomh dúnta i ngrá leat
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And that my heart was so closed in love with you
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Mar a bhuailfí tairne trí mo chroí isteach
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As a nail that would be driven through my heart
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Nárbh fearr liom an scian a chur trí mo chroí
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I would rather put a knife through my heart
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'S mé a fhágáil sínte nó go bhfaighinn bás
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And for me to be left until I would die
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Ná bheith do mo dhíbirt i bhfad ó mo mhuintir
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Than to be driven far away from my people
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Mar bheadh sinneán gaoithe ón gCaisleán Gearr
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Like a gust of wind blowing from Castlegar
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