An Maidrín Rua Songtext
von John Spillane

Ar ghabháil aduaidh dom thar Sliabh Luachra
′Gus mise 'cur tuairisc mo ghéanna;
Ar chasadh dom anuas ′sea fuaireas a dtuairisc
Go raibh maidrín rua dá maoireacht

Ó Maidrín rua, rua, rua, rua, rua,
An maidrín rua tá dána.
An maidrín rua 'na luí sa luachair,
Is barr a dhá chluas in airde.

"Good-morrow fox," "Good-morrow, Sir."
"Pray what is that you're eating?"
It′s a fine fat goose I stole from you,
And will you come and taste it?"


"Oh no indeed, ní háil liom í,
Ní bhlaisfinn pioc di ar aon chor,
But I vow and I swear you′ll dearly pay
For my fine fat goose you're eating.

Hark, hark, find her, Lily and Piper
Cruinnigí na gadhair lena chéile;
Hark, hark, Trueman, tá leisce orm cuma,
Is maith an fear cú thú Bateman.

Tallyho lé na bhonn, Tallyho lé na bhonn,
Tallyho lé na bhonn, a choileáinin;
Tallyho lé na bhonn, Tallyho lé na bhonn,
Agus barr a dhá chluais in áirde.

Greadadh croí cráite chugat a Mhaidrín Ghránna
Do rug uaim m′ál breá géanna,
Mo choiligh mhóra bhreátha, mo chearca bhí go hálainn,
Is mo lachain bheaga b'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn.