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English Translation
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Ó beir mo dhúthracht go dúthaigh Dhuibhneach
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Oh carry my earnest love to the region of Dovinia
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Sí tír mo rúin í atá dlúth dom chroí-se
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It is the land of my secret desire, close to my heart
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Dúthaigh m'óige is fód mo shinsear
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The region of my youth and the sod of my ancestors
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Mo ghrá go deo í is a glóire draíochtúil
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She is my love forever, as is her magical glory
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Mo ghrá dá sléibhte is na néalta i n-airde
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My love is for her hills with the stars above them
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Barr Chnoc Bhréanainn is gur naofa a cháil sin
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The top of Mount Brandon of holy repute
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Binn Os Gaoith is na síonta á tnáthadh
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Beenoskee and the rough winds shaking it
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Is Dún Con Roí thoir do cloíodh le Bláthnaid
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And the Fort of Cú Roí defeated by Bláthnaid
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Tabhair mo ghrá-sa do shráid an Daingin
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Give my love to the streets of Dingle
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Do Chuan Fionntrá is Cuan Aird na Caine
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To Ventry Harbor and Smerwick Harbor
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Do Chom an Áir is Gleann álainn Gealt thoir
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To Com an Áir and beautiful Glannagalt in the east
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Mo chumha go brách gan mé ar fán ina measc san
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My sorrow forever that I am not wandering amongst them
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B'aoibhinn domh-sa go hóg nuair a bhíos ann
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'Twas wondrous for me when I was young there
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I mBaile an Ghóilín ar bhórd na taoid' ann
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In Burnham townland sailing the tide
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Ag éisteacht ceolta um neoin sna coillte
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Listening to music at noon in the woods
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Aige loin is smóilín, a gcór dob aoibhinn
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From blackbird and thrush, their choir was beautiful
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Dá mbeinn-se ansúd thiar, is sughach a mhairfinn
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If I were back there, 'tis happily I'd live
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Ar fhaithchí drúchta ag siúl gach maidin
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Walking each morning on dewy pastures
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Ag caint is comhrá le comharsain chneasta
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Talking and conversing with pleasant neighbors
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Is luí fén bhfód ann fé dheoidh ina bhfara
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And lying under the sod at last in their company
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