Luyện nghe bài hát Mo Ghile Mear

'si mo laoch, mo ghile
'si mo chaesar, mear.
Suan na sian nm fiin
O in gciin mo ghile mear.

Bmmse ar buairt gach ls
Ag caoi go 's ag tuar na ndeor
Mar uaim an buachaill beo
's na rmomhtar tuairisc mo bhrsn.

Nm lagnrann cuach go ar nsin
Is nml guth I gcoillte cns
Na maidin shamhraidh I gcleanntaibh
O d'imigh uaim an beo.

Marcach uasal sg
Gas gan gruaim is sns
Glac is luaimneach I ngleo
Ag teascadh an tslua 's ag tria

Seinntear stair ar cheoil
Is tainte cart ar bord
Le hinntinn ard gan chaim gan
saol is slainte d'fhail don leon.

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

da rabhas im'mhaighdean shiimh
's anois im' bhaintreach chaite
Mo ag treabhadh ne dtonn go trian
De bharr na is in imigiin.

translation (thanks to marina antolioni)

He is my hero, my darling
He is my caesar, darling.
had no rest from forebodings
Since he far away my darling.

Every day I am sad
bitterly and shedding tears
Because our lad has left us
And no news from him is alas.

The cuckoo not pleasantly at noon
And the sound of hounds is not in nut-filled woods,
Nor summer morning in misty
Since he went away from me, my boy.

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

Let a strain be on musical harps
And let quarts be filled
With high spirit fault or mist
For and health to toast my lion.

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

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