(Irish lyrics)
Mo chreach gharchiseach
N rabhas ar do chlaibh
Nuair lmhadh an pdar,
Go ngeobhainn I'm chom dheas
N I mbinn mo ghna,
Is go ligfinn cead siil leat
A mharcaigh na sl nglas
S t b'fhearr ligean chucu
(English translation)
My biting bitter loss
I was not at your back
When the powder was fired
So my fine waist could save you
Or the hem of my dress
'til I let you go free
My slate-eyed writer
Well-able for them all.