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Na laetha geal m'oige The bright days of my youth
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(In omos do mo m'athair agus do m'atair) (In honor of my father and mother)
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Ag amharc tre m'oige Looking back over my youth
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Is me bhi samh I see I was contented
Gan eolas marbh Without knowledge of death
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Bhi me og san am, I was young then
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Anois, taim buartha Now I am worried
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's fad ar shiuil an la. During the course of the day.
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Ochon 's ochon o. (Oh sorrow!) [Alas and woe, oh.]
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Na laetha geal m'oige The bright days of my youth
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Bhi siad lan de dhochas Were full of hope
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An bealach mor a bhi romham anonn The big road that was before us then
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Bhi se i ndan domh go mbeinn, slan, slan. Was what was destined to be,
Bye bye...
, Na laetha geal m'oige The bright days of my youth
(In omos do mo m'athair agus do m'atair) (In honor of my father and mother)
Ag amharc tre m'oige Looking back over my youth , , , Is me bhi samh I see I was contented
Gan eolas marbh Without knowledge of death , , , Bhi me og san am, I was young then
Anois, taim buartha Now I am worried , , 's fad ar shiuil an la. During the course of the day. , , , Ochon 's ochon o. (Oh sorrow!) [Alas and woe, oh.]
Na laetha geal m'oige The bright days of my youth , , , Bhi siad lan de dhochas Were full of hope , , An bealach mor a bhi romham anonn The big road that was before us then , , , , , Bhi se i ndan domh go mbeinn, slan, slan. Was what was destined to be, Bye bye...