Go Home Paddy Songtext
von Black 47

Mo chreach ghéarchúiseach
Ná rabhas ar do chúlaibh
nuair lámhadh an púdar,
go ngeobhainn é im chom dheas
nó i mbinn mo ghúna,
is go léigfinn cead siúil leat
a mharcaigh na súl nglas
ós tú b′fhearr léigean chucu


(English translation)

My biting bitter loss
I was not at your back
When the powder was fired
So my fine waist could save you
or the hem of my dress
'til I let you go free
my slate-eyed writer
well-able for them all.