Willem Verkaik - Siubhail a Gradh - текст песни (слова)

R.:
 Siubhail a gradh, 
 Ni leigheas le faghail acht leigheas an bhais, 
 O d'fhag tu mise is bocht mo chas, 
 Is go dteidhidh tu a mhuir nin slan*.
 
 I wish I were on yon green hill, 
 'tIs there I'd sit and cry my fill, 
 And ev'ry tear would turn a mill.
 My darling and my life I love you so.
 R.
 
 I'll sell my rack, I'll sell my reel, 
 I'll sell my only spinning wheel, 
 To buy my love a sword of steel, 
 My darling and my life I love you so.
 R.
 
 But now my love has gone to France, 
 To try his fortune to advance, 
 If he come back, 'tis but a chance, 
 My darling and my life I love you so.
 R.
 
 (*) Go, go , go oh love, no cure can be obtained but the cure of death,
 O you left me and my leg is sore, and you will come back unblemished, my lover.