Ar maidin inné bhí camadam scéil ag gaige gan chéill dá leathadh ‘dir mhnáibh

Yesterday morning there was a romantic story being without sense spreading between the women

Imir an ní úd bhíodh ag eitilt in airde

Play that thing which flies overhead

As I was walking one evening fair, agus mé go déanach i mBaile Sheáin

As I was walking one evening fair, and I lately in St. John’s

Do riarfainn sceól dom chomharsa ar aon rud ar mbriathraibh beoil dob eól do chéadta

I would serve a tale to my neighbours on anything in the spoken words that many would understand

Beir beannacht óm chroí go tír na hÉireann, bánchnoic Éireann óigh’

Take a blessing from my heart to the land Ireland, the fair hills of holy Ireland