Scoil: Calry (uimhir rolla 10473)
- Suíomh:
- Calgach, Co. Shligigh
- Múinteoir: Róisín Mhig Ualghairg
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Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0159, Leathanach 119
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- XML Leathanach 119
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Ar an leathanach seo
(gan teideal) (ar lean)
“My dear native village, farewell to the day, when my young bosom bounded across the deep sea...”
(ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)On the groves of Dunally, shall I ever
forget you.
Where the morning brought laurels,
are still blooming fair. You green shady alders of ancient
Mount Clare.
Oh', I wish and I wish and I wish
I was there.
Where the torrents and trout roll
down the dark glen.
Haunts of the wild fox and speckled moorhen. Oh; had I a cot to live ever alone
Where the winds never blew, nor
the sun never shone.
And naught my companions but
the mountain curlew.
Or the sweet mountain song
of the lovely cuckoo. I'd cover that cot with celestial hue
From the deep blooming heather and its
blossoms of blue.
No cruel invader would there intrude
I'd be the lord of the desert with one single rood.(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)