Siúlaigí a chairde, siúlaidh liom
Mar cheo an tsléibhe uaine ag
Imeacht go deo
D'ainneoin ár dtuirse leanfam an tslí
Thar chnoic is thar ghleannta
Go deireadh na scríb'.
Seo libh a chairde is canaidh liom
Líonaigí'n oíche le greann is le spórt
Seo sláinte na gcarad atá imithe uainn
Mar cheo an tsléibhe uaine,
Iad imithe go deo
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