A NeansaГ, `mhГle grГЎ, a bhruinneall `tГЎ gan smГЎl
Go bhfeice mise`n t-ГЎdh `gus an sГ©an ort
Ba ghile do dhГЎ lГЎimh nГЎ cГєr geal na trГЎ
NГЎ`n eala `s Г a` snГЎmh ar an Г‰irne
Is glaise liom do shГєil nГЎ braon beag den drГєcht
Is binne liomsa tГє nГЎ na tГ©adaГ
`S mur` n-Г©alaГ tusa liomsa titfidh mГ© i lionndubh
`Gus cuirfear insa chill `do dhГ©idh mГ©
Is iomaГ sin guth mnГЎ a chluinimse `ngach aird
Abhus agus taobh thall den Г‰irne
Go Corcaigh na gCuan `s go BГ©al Ath` na Sluaigh
`SГ NeansaГ `thug bua ar a` mГ©id sin
A Mhuire `gus a Dhia, nГЎrbh aoibhinn deas Г©`r saol
DГЎ mbeinnse agus Г le chГ©ile?
TrГЎthnГіna aoibhinn ciГєin, Гі mise `gus mo rГєn
Ag cogarnaГl ar uaigneas slГ©ibhe
Beir litir uaimse suas chuig NeansaГ chaoin na gcuach
Is aithris di gur buartha atГЎ mГ©
Aithris di arГs nach gcodlaГm fГ©in aon oГche
Le harraing atГЎ trГ mo thaobh deas
Aithris Г© dГЎ sГєil, aithris Г© dГЎ cГєl
Aithris Г© dГЎ mГ©in mhaith chГ©illГ
Aithris Г© dГЎ ceann `s dГЎ bГ©ilГn atГЎ binn
Gur ghiorraigh sГ go cinnte mo laetha`
Translation
Rise up, ye stalwart men
And put the pitch alight on your torch sticks
Vanquish those who would do us evil
And establish the rule of France
And oh woman of the house, what ails you?
Oh woman of the house, in two years or three
From this year out the land will be rent free
And oh woman of the house, what ails you?
Here`s a jug on the table and the beer`s coming
And the Duke of York has sufficient arms
The French and the Spaniards at the shore`s edge
And how bitter that is than woman`s chatter
Alas and alack when I was young
Two years old and no evil thought in my mind
That I didn`t join the King`s navy or army
Instead of spending my life looking after you
May my back be broken under this weight
If I ever come back to bring you sorrow
And so many women from here to the Blackwater River
That would go along the road with me and have a drink
