Bruach Na Carraige Báine

Dh'éiríos féin ar maidin go moch

I bhfad amach sa bhFómhar

Cé chífinn chugham ach stór mo chroí

Is d'fhéach sí féin go fónta

Mar do bhí sí siúd deas dearg agus donn

Is a leiceann mar na rósaí

Nuair a d'fháisceas í go dlúth lem' chroí

Is é dúirt sí cá mbíonn tú id chónaí

As I roamed out for to view the plains

One pleasant morning early

Who should I spy but a pretty fair maid

And she dressed up so neatly

Her cherry cheeks and ruby lips

Her eyes, they would dazzle the daisies

When I took this fair maid by the hand

She said, "Young man, go easy"

Mar is treabhdóir mise go fónta ar mo cheird

Mar is maith atá a fhios ag mo chomharsain

Is mo páirc riamh a threabhas féin

Gan mé bheith tinn ná leonta

Mar do bhainfinn féar in íochtar cnoic

Do dhéanfainn cruach nó stáicín

Do rincfinn ríl leat a stór mo chroí

Ar bhruach na Carraige Báine

I would spread my mantle for you, young man

If it was only the breadth of a farthing

If I thought your mind was as good as your word

'Tis you of course I'd rather

So awake, arise, my laboring boy

And come with me in the morning

And we will plow the briny waves

From the banks of Carraige Báine

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