On the green straw of the Autumn
A stÑ჈Ⴣirнn that I saw from me
Your foot was nice In mbrÑ჈Ⴣig
'Sba rÑ჈Ⴣ-dais for your travel layout.
Your cheek on the color of your clothes
'Sdo chÑზirnнnн bн weaved dlÑზith
Monuar gan sinn'бare pÑზჃsadh
NÑăჃ'are bÑზჃrd liinge 'triall' un pavage .
Tб boyн of this бite
A' gartha 'til йrghe taÐn
They are the people of the бrd
A' deбnamh fРCome to my brown girl
Dб the movement of Rн na Spain
Across the sea and its round paths
I would find it easier
's I was on hand with my brown girlfriend.
Purchase of cows agreed'
I was with my brown girlfriend
Hurry up and let's go. over Gaoth-Berra 'nonn
That all will be separated
The branches and the swan will be separated
That will be separated all
's nнl ach baois dнbh б chur 'n murgon.
English to the Above:
On the green stubble-fields of Autumn
I saw you, my sweetheart.
Nice were your feet in shoes
And wonderful your nimble gait.
Your two cheeks the color of roses
And your ringlets tightly plaited
Alas that we're not married
Or on board ship sailing away
The boys around here are
Laughing and getting bold
And the people of the high straw?
Are making?? Of my brown girl
If the King of Spain would
Go abroad with his assembled men
I would flatten grass and rank grass
And I would be with my brown girl
Buying cows at the fair
If I were? And my brown girl
Go and come first love
Until we go over to Gaoth-Barra
Until we separate from each other
The tops of the branches and the swan from the waves ?
That won't separate us
And it's only folly for you to put it??
I wrote a letter
To my sweetheart and a sharp complaint
She sent it back to me
That her heart was inside me.
Like the sweetest swan?
Finer than silk or bird feathers
Heavy is my sigh
When I think of being apart from her.
What I heard on Sunday
As conversation among the women
That she was going to be married
To a young man from the place.
Sweetheart take my advice
And this Autumn stay as you are
And don't tell anyone, my love,
That you are my love.

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