Cuando faltan las palabras lo único que nos salva es la música.
I wish I were on yonder hill
'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill
'Til every tear would turn a mill
Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán (And may you go safely, my darling)
Suil, suil, suil a ruin (Go, go, go, my love)
Suil go sochair agus suil go ciúin (Go quietly and go peacefully)
Suil go doras agus éalaigh liom (Go to the door and fly with me)
Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán (And may you go safely, my darling)
I'll sell my rock, I'll sell my reel
I'll sell my only spinning wheel
And buy my love a sword of steel
Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
I wish I had my heart again
And vainly think I'd not complain
Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
