Luyện nghe bài hát Mo Ghile Mear

'si mo laoch, mo ghile
'si mo chaesar, mear.
Suan na sian nm bhfuaireas
O chuaigh in mo ghile mear.

buan ar buairt gach ls
Ag caoi go ctuaidh 's ag tuar na
Mar uaim an buachaill beo
's na rmomhtar uaidh mo bhrsn.

Nm lagnrann go suairc ar nsin
Is nml guth I gcoillte cns
Na maidin shamhraidh I gcleanntaibh
O uaim an buachaill beo.

uasal uaibhreach sg
Gas gan gruaim is sns
Glac is luaimneach luath I
Ag teascadh an tslua 's ag tuairgan

Seinntear stair ar chlairsigh
Is liontair tainte ar bord
Le hinntinn ard gan gan cheo
Chun saol is d'fhail don leon.

Ghile mear 'sa faoi chumha
's eire go faoi chlscaibh dubha
Suan na nm bhfuaireas fiin
O luaidh I gciin mo mear.

Seal da rabhas shiimh
's anois im' chaite thriith
Mo chiile ag treabhadh ne go trian
De na gcnoc is in imigiin.

translation (thanks to marina antolioni)

He is my hero, my darling
He is my caesar, darling.
I've had no rest from
he went far away my darling.

Every day I am sad
Weeping and shedding tears
our lively lad has left us
And no news him is heard alas.

The sings not pleasantly at noon
And the sound of hounds is not heard in woods,
Nor summer in misty glen
Since he away from me, my lively boy.

Noble, proud young
unsaddened, of most pleasant countenace
A swift-moving hand, in a fight,
Slaying the enemy and the strong.

Let a strain be played on harps
And let many be filled
With high without fault or mist
For and health to toast my lion.

Dashing darling for a while under
And all ireland under cloaks
or pleasure I did not get
Since he went far away my darling.

For a while I was a maiden
And now a spent worn-out
My spouse the waves strongly
Over the and far away.