Celtic Woman - Siuil A Run (Go, My Love) - Текст песни

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Si?il, si?il, si?il a r?n  -  Go, go, go, my love
Si?il go sochair agus si?il go ci?in  -  Go quietly and go peacefully
Si?il go doras agus ?alaigh liom  -  Go to the door and fly with me
Is go dt? t? mo mh?irn?n sl?n  -  And may you go safely, my darling

I wish I was on yonder hill
'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill
Until every tear would turn a mill	 

I'll sell my rock, I'll sell my reel
I'll sell my only spinning wheel
To buy my love a sword of steel	 

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	 

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I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
I wish I had my heart again
And vainly think I'd not complain	 

But now my love has gone to France
To try his fortune to advance
If he e'er comes back, 'tis but a chance