2.Siuil A Run
作词:Traditional
作曲:Traditional
I wish I was on yonder hill
'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill
Till every tear would turn a mill
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan
I'll sell my rock, I'll sell my reel
I'll sell my only spinning wheel
To buy my love a sword of steel
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan
Siuil, siuil, siuil a ruin
Siuil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin
Siuil go doras agus ealaigh liom
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin saln
I'll dye my petticoats, I'll dye them red
And round the world I'll beg my bread
Until my parents shall wish me dead
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan
I wish I wish I wish in vain,
I wish I had my heart again,
And I'll vainly think I'd not complain,
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan.
Siuil, siuil, siuil a ruin
Siuil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin
Siuil go doras agus ealaigh liom
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin saln
But now my love has gone to France
To try his fortune to advance
If he e'er comes back 'tis but a chance,
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan
Siuil, siuil, siuil a ruin
Siuil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin
Siuil go doras agus ealaigh liom
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin saln
Siuil, siuil, siuil a ruin
Siuil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin
Siuil go doras agus ealaigh liom
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin saln
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