Threabhfadh mise agus chraithfinn síol,
Agus tá ’fhios sin ag mo chómharsa,
Is ioma sin tala a threabh mé ariamh
Agus níor chaill mé leis mo shlainte.
Bhainfinn-se féar i n-íochtar gort,
Dhinfinn cruach agus stáca,
Dhamhsóinn ríl lé stór mo chroi
Ar thaobh na Carraige Báine.
I'd spread my mantle for you, young man,
If it was but the breadth of a farthing,
And faith if your mind was as sure as your word
Indeed it is you I would rather.
You and I to be together
With the consent of our parents.
We'd kiss so sweet and love so deep
On the banks of Carraige Báine.
Sgarfainn mo mhantle duit, a rúin mo chroí,
Mara mbeadh ann ach leithead na feóirling'