Siobhán Ní Dhuibhir (engl.) Testo

I set out one morning
For market
Buying and selling
As my people did before me
I got thirsty on the way
And sat down to drink
And with Susan O'Dwyer
I drank the price of the boots

Susan O'Dwyer Do you care if I'm ill?
Sorrow and ruin be upon me
If I wish you to be in a graveyard
My grief and troubles
Rain down on you
But you can stay in Irras
Until the tribe of Eve comes to the fore

Susan O'Dwyer
You're the beginning and the end of my story
From the women of the world
She took the prize
With brightness and fairness, goodness
And almost perfect beauty
And I'm the sad case
To leaving her tomorrow