Celtic Shores - Siuil a Ruin | Текст песни

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Siuil, siuil, siuil a ruin,
Siuil go socair agus siuil go ciuin
Siuil go doras agus ealaigh liom
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan

I wish I was on yonder hill
And by myself I'd cry my fill
And every tear would turn a mill
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan

I'll sell my rod I'll sell my reel
I'll sell my only spinning wheel
To buy my love a sword of steel
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan

I'll dye my petticoats, I'll dye them red
Around the world I'll beg my bread
Until my parents shall wish me dead
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan

But no, my love, he's gone to France
Afore his fortune to advance
And if ere he return tis but a chance
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan

I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
I wish I had my heart again
And vainly think I'd not complain
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan

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