It seems that you have declined or that you have abandoned humor
It seems that you have changed and left behind your happiness
There is a hostile ray of snow before the peaks' The snow
is frosty on the heather
Your fair hair and your sweet mouth
Your fair hair and your sweet mouth
Here comes Mary Kenny after swimming the length of the Erne
A faithful mother, said Mary White Sweet mother, said Máire Bán
At the edge
of the quay and at the mouth of the beach
Maighdeà ¡n Mara, my high mother My esteemed mother is a mermaid
Here comes Mary Kenny after swimming the length of the Erne
I am tired and it will be a long day I'm tired and I will be for some time On the top of
the waves and at the edge of the sea
There you go Mary Chinidh and after the storm mh
Here comes Mary Kenny after swimming the length of the Erne

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