brid og ni mhaille

is a bhrid og ni mhaille

's tu d'fhag mo chroi craite

's chuir tu arraingeacha

an bhais frid cheartlar mo chroi

ta na ceadta fear i ngra

le d'eadan ciuin naireach

is go dtug tu barr breachtacht'

ar thir oirghiall mas fior

nil ni ar bith is aille

na'n ghealach os cionn a' tsaile r

na blath ban na n-airne

bios ag fas ar an draighean

o siud mar bios mo ghra-sa

nios trilsi le breachtacht

beilin meala na hailleacht'

nach ndearna riamh claon

is buachaill deas og me

'ta triall chun mo phosta

's ni buan i bhfad beo me

mura bhfaighidh me mo mhian

a chuisle is a stoirin

dean reidh agus bi romhamsa

cionn deireanach den domhnach

ar bhoithrin dhroim sliabh

is tuirseach 's bronach

a chaithimse an domhnach

mo hata 'mo dhorn liom

's me ag osnail go trom

's me ag amharc ar na boithre

'mbionn mo ghra-sa ag gabhail ann

's i ag fear eile posta

is gan i bheith liom

oh brid og o'malley

you have left my heart breaking

you've sent the death pangs

of sorrow to pierce my heart sore

a hundred men are craving

for your breathtaking beauty

you're the fairest of maidens

in oriel for sure

no spectacle is fairer

than moonbeams on the harbor

or the sweet scented blossoms

of the sloe on the thorn

but my love shines much brighter

in looks and in stature

that honey-lipped beauty

who never said wrong

i'm a handsome young fellow

who is thinking of wedlock

but my life will be shortened

if i don't get my dear

my love and my darling

prepare now to meet me

on next sunday evening

on the road to drum slieve

'tis sadly and lonely

i pass the time on sunday

my head bowed in sorrow

my sights heavy with woe

as i gaze upon the byways

that my true love walks over

now she's wed to another

and left me forlorn