Bheadh buachaillín deas ag Síle
Dá bpósadh sí mé mar fhear
Mharóinn an breac ar an taoide
Is coinín ar an ndumhaigh chomh maith
Ní iarfainn leí capall ná caoire
Airgead buí ná geal
Mar go mb'fhearr liomsa agam mar mhnaoí í
Ná aon inion rí dar mhair

Tá máithair gan taise ag Síle
Is ní bhraitheann sí a croí rómhaith
Tá sparán mór fada aici líonta
Ag lorg talamh gan cíos le fear
Chuma léi ard é nó íseal
Ba chuma léi búi nó geal
O ba chuma léi cam é nó díreach
Ach bheith aige caoire is ba

Ní mar sin mar mheasann mo Shíle
B'fhearr léi mise na míle fear
Mar is meidhreach sea sheinnfinn ar phíob di
'S is greannta do rincfinn dreas
Chuirfinnse i dtalamh na síolta
Is bhainfinn arís thar n-ais
'S nuair a thiocfainnse abhaile ní bhruíonfainn
Ach ag reacaireacht grinn lem' shearc

Tá mo mhargadh socair le Síle
Is ní bhrisfeadh Éire ar fad
Gan spleáchas dá máthair ná muintir
Rachaidh sí chun cinn gan stad
Pósfainn sa chathair an mhí seo
'S an sagart á dhíol go maith
Is ní dóichí go bhfanam sa tír seo
Ach ag reachtaireacht síos amach


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    General CommentTranslation:

    Sheila would have a lovely man
    If she married me
    I'd kill the trout on the tide
    And the rabbit on the dune as well
    I wouldn't ask her for a horse or sheep
    Or gold or silver
    Because I'd prefer to have her as my wife
    Than any king's daughter that lives

    Sheila's mother has no compassion
    And not much feeling either
    She has a big purse filled
    Looking for a man with land
    She doesn't care if he's tall or short
    Of fair or dark complexion
    Straight or crooked
    As long as he has sheep or cows

    That's not how my sheila thinks
    She'd rather me than any other
    Because I'd merrily play my pipes
    And do a lively dance for her
    I'd sow the seeds
    And reap them as well
    And when I'd get home I wouldn't
    But converse lightly with my love

    My deal is set with Sheila
    And nothing in Ireland will break it
    Without depending on her mother and family
    She'd be better off
    I'll marry her this month
    And pay the priest well
    And I wouldn't stay in this country
    But roam happily around from here on
    T_D_Phoenixon May 24, 2009   Link

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