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Mo bheannacht le na buachailli a dimigh uain thar saile,
Ach dfag siad culaith dheas orm le dhul amach de domhnaigh, Cota mor go talamh agus bheiste den tsioda laidir, Briste bhi san fhaisean agus broga de'n leathar spainneach. Curfa Oro na buachailli, na buachailli bhi alainn, Oro na buachailli, na buachailli bhi alainn. Nuair a tchimsa an fharraige garbh o se mo chroi bios craite, Ag saoineadh ar na buachailli mar bhionn siad ins na badai, Ach guim-sa ri na naingeal se shorcuios na plaineid, 's go dtuga se slan na buachailli ar chontuirt a bheith baite. Curfa Fuair me litir as albain 's ni raibh se in mo shasamh, Gur posadh na buachailli ar chailini na h-aite, Ach ni nar mhaith linn acu iad da mbeadh siad inar sasamh, Ach cailini na n-oilean 's iad an dream a bhfearr linn. Curfa |
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