Gura me tha hu dubhach
Hao a ri âḈက჈ᙙ na hurabh I hiu o
If he hunts aâḈကĂ yellow cocks
Hoireann is hurabh I ho ho
Hoireann âḈကḖᘘ is hurabh I ho hao ri o
Hoireann is hurabh I ho ho
I heard your cry “sa bruthachâ€/ >âĂĂĀĂ˙s though they did not hear it obeyed
Until they heard the voice of the raven
Until they heard the voice of the raven
Mile mollach on the brothers
A thousand blessings on the brothers
They left us where you were
They left us where you were
Blood on your head’ Your mouth is your mouth

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