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English Translation
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Ó éirigí suas a thogha na bhfear
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Rise up, ye stalwart men
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Is cuirigí píce ar bharr gach cléith
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And put the pitch alight on your torch sticks
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Leagaigí síos iad lucht an droch-chroí
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Vanquish those who would do us evil
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Agus cuirigí dlí na Fraince ar bun
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And establish the rule of France
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Curfá
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Chorus (after each verse)
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Agus ó bhean an tí, cén bhuairt sin ort?
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And oh woman of the house, what ails you?
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Ó bhean an tí, fá dhó nó trí
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Oh woman of the house, in two years or three
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Beidh an talamh gan chíos ón bhliain seo amach
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From this year out the land will be rent free
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Agus ó bhean an tí, cén bhuairt sin ort?
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And oh woman of the house, what ails you?
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Tá jug ar an bhord is tá beoir ag teacht
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Here's a jug on the table and the beer's coming
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Tá arm go leor ag an Duke of York
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And the Duke of York has sufficient arms
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Tá an Francach is an Spáinneach ar bhruach na trá
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The French and the Spaniards at the shore's edge
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Agus b'fhearr liom go mór é ná cómhra ban
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And how bitter that is than woman's chatter
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Ó shuigh mise síos 's mo mhian le m'ais
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Ag ól mo cháirt dí mar dheanfad fear
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Sé dúirt bean a' tí den chomhrá mhín
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Gan airigead síos bí gabháil amach
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Ó tharraing mé aníos mo phíosa brac
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Nach mairg a bhíos gan é, mo chreach
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Do labhair sí arís go carthannach caoin
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Nach súifidh tú síos tá siamsa ar fad ort
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Mo chreach is mo chrá nuair a bhí mé beag
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Alas and alack when I was young
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In aois mo dhá bhliain sular smaoinigh mé ar olc
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Two years old and no evil thought in my mind
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Nach ndeachaigh mé ar bord nó in arm an Rí
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That I didn't join the King's navy or army
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Sular chaith mé mo shaol ag dul timpeall ort
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Instead of spending my life looking after you
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Go mbristear mo dhroim faoin ualach seo
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May my back be broken under this weight
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Ma thigim arís ag cur buartha ort
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If I ever come back to bring you sorrow
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Is a mhéad bean óg as seo go hAbhainn Mhór
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And so many women from here to the Blackwater River
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A shiúlfadh an ród is a d'ólfadh deoch
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That would go along the road with me and have a drink
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