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English Translation
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Sa tsean ghleann thiar a bhi sí raibh
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In the old glen yonder she was always
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Go dtí gur fhás na hadharc' uirthi
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Until the horns grew on her
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Bliain is céad is corradh laethe
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Eleven years and some odd days
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Go dtáinig an aois go tréan uirthi
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Until age came heavily to her
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Bhi sí gcró bheag ins an cheo
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She was in a small pen in the fog
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Go dtáinig feil'Eoin is gur éalaigh sí
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Until St. John's Day came and she escaped
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Thart an ród san bealach mór
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Down the road through the big gap
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Gur lean a tóir go gear uirthi
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Until she was hotly pursued
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Ni raibh nduine ar a tóir ach Donnchú óg
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No one was after her except young Donnchú
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Is d'ith sí an lón san t-anlann air
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And she ate his lunch
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Ni raibh aige ina dhorn ach ceap túine mór
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He only had in his fist a __
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Agus leag sé anuas ón arradh í
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And he brought it down from the __
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Nuair a chuala an gabhar bán go raibh sí ar lár
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When the white goat heard that she was __
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Thug sí léim chun tárrthála
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She leapt for freedom __
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Thug sí rás 's ni raibh sí sásta
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She gave a race and she wasn't satisfied
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Is leag sí spíon an táilliúra
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And she knocked down the thorn of the tailor
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Chomh cruinn le rón gur thóg sí feoil
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As smart as a seal that she took the meat
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Gan pis gan mórán déibhirce
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Without peas or without much __
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Ach d'ith sí cib agus barr an fhraoich
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But she ate sedge and the top of the heather
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Slánlús min is craobhógai
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__ and small branches
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Draoin is dreas is cuilcann glas
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__ and briars and green __
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Gach ní ar dhath na h-áinleoga
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Everything with the color of __
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Cutharán sléibhe, duilliúr féile
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Mountain __, feast leaves
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Caora sréana agus blainséogai
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__ sheep and __
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Chuaigh sí dhíol cios le Caiftín Spits
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She went the rent payment of Caiftín Spits
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Is chraethnaigh a croi go dtréigfí í
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And her heart __ that they would abandon her
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Chaith sí an oíche ar bheagán bidh
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She spent the night on the little food
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Mar ndúil is go geasfaí féar uirthi
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Like __ grass __
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d'Fan sí 'a óiche i dtóin Ros Coill
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She spent the night at the bottom of Ros Coill
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Is chaith sí é go pléisúra
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And she spent it happily
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Go dtáinig an slua ar maidin go luath
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Until the crowd came early in the morning
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Is thug siad amach as Éirinn í
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And took her out from Ireland
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Sa tsean ghleann thiar a bhi sí raibh
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In the old glen yonder she was always
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Go dtí gur fhás na hadharc' uirthi
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Until the horns grew on her
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Bliain is céad is corradh laethe
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Eleven years and some odd days
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Go dtáinig an aois go tréan uirthi
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Until age came heavily to her
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Bhi sí gcró bheag ins an cheo
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She was in a small pen in the fog
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Go dtáinig feil'Eoin is gur éalaigh sí
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Until St. John's Day came and she escaped
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Thart an ród san bealach mór
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Down the road through the big gap
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Gur lean a tóir go gear uirthi
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Until she was hotly pursued
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