Lyric discussion by T_D_Phoenix 

Translation:

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

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