Текст песни Mary Murphy - Siuil a Run

siúil, siúil, siúil a rún
siúil go sochair agus siúil go ciúin
siúil go doras agus éalaigh liom
is go dtéigh tú liom slán mo stór
i wish i was on yonder hill
'tis there i'd sit and cry my fill
'til every tear would turn a mill
is go dtéigh tú liom slán mo stór
i'll sell my rod, i'll sell my reel
i'll sell my only spinning wheel
to buy my love a sword of steel
is go dtéigh tú liom slán mo stór
i'll dye my petticoats, i'll dye them red
and 'round the world i'll beg my bread
until my parents shall wish me dead
is go dtéigh tú liom slán mo stór
i wish i wish i wish in vain
i wish i had my heart again
and vainly think I’d not complain
is go dtéigh tú liom slán mo stór
but now love has gone to france
to try his fortune to advance
if he e’er come back tis but a chance
is go dtéigh tú liom slán mo stór