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Ah! Sliabh Geal Gcua of the festivals, |
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'tis a-far o'er the sea I be |
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Sittin' sad and alone by the harbour wall, |
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deserted - dismal I be |
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'Tween me and my native homeland. |
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the yellow stream by my side |
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Oh! Sliabh Geal Gcua of the festivals. |
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is not my tale very sad? |
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Ah! If but I were with my kinsfolk, |
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born of a gentle line |
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When the healing rays of the sun |
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brightly fall from a cloudless sky |
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Or me beneath a star-lit sky |
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with the dew on the land nearby |
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Oh! Sliabh Geal Gcua, O what charity |
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if only it could be. |
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It's my fate that I'd no learnin' |
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in the beautiful Gaelic tongue |
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For to sing fine songs to ease my grief |
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the ocean wide I'd cross |
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And Sliabh Geal Gcua I'd see again |
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in all your splendour true. |
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Oh Deisy, dear, my darling are |
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with your hills and plains and glens |
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To swim the mighty ocean |
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too weak I be, too feared beside |
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With the help of God I'll call on all my strength |
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to reach my Ireland shore |
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And be safe in the hills of the festivals. |
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the love of my heart. |
