I would I were on yonder hill

I would I were on yonder hill,
It's there I'd sit and cry my fill 
And every tear would turn a mill ...
Is go dté tú mo mhuirnín slán.

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 ...
Is go dté tú mo mhuirnín slán.

Siúil, siúil, siúil a rúin ... 
Siúil go sochair agus siúil go ciúin 
Siúil go doras agus ealaigh liom ... 
Is go dté tú mo mhuirnín slán.

I'll dye my petticoats, I'll dye them red, 
And around the world I'll beg my bread 
Until my parents should wish me dead ... 
Is go dté tú mo mhuirnín slán.

I wish, I wish, I wish in vain - 
I wish I had my heart again 
And vainly think I'd not complain ... 
Is go dté tú mo mhuirnín slán.

And now my love has gone to France 
To try his fortune to advance 
If he e'er comes back 'tis but a chance ... 
Is go dté tú mo mhuirnín slán.

Siúil, siúil, siúil a rúin ... 
Siúil go sochair agus siúil go ciúin 
Siúil go doras agus ealaigh liom ... 
Is go dté tú mo mhuirnín slán.

(Go, go, go my love ... 
Go calmly and silently 
Go to the door and escape with me ... 
And may you go safely my darling)