Mna Na h'Eireann 
Kate Bush

[Common Ground album] 

     Ta bean in Eirinn a phronnfadh sead damh is mo shaith le n-ol
     Is ta bean in Eireann is ba bhinne leithe mo rafla ceoil
     No seinm thead; ata bean in Eirinn is niorbh fhearr lei beo
     Mise ag leimnigh no leagtha i gcre is mo tharr faoi fhod 

     Ta bean in Eirinn a bheadh ag ead liom mur bhfaighfinn ach pog
     O/ bhean ar aonach, nach ait an sceala, is mo dhaimh fein leo;
     Ta bean ab fhearr liom no cath is cead dhiobh nach bhfagham go deo
     Is ta cailin speiriuil ag fear gan Bhearla, dubhghranna croin. 

     Ta bean a dearfadh da siulann leithe go bhfaighinn an t-or,
     Is ta bean 'na leine is is fearr a mein no na tainte bo
     Le bean a bhuairfeadh Baile an Mhaoir is clar Thir Eoghain,
     Is ni fhaicim leigheas ar mo ghalar fein ach scaird a dh'ol. 

     * Cover translation * 

     The Women of Ireland 

     There's a woman in Ireland who'd
     Give me a gem and my fill to drink,
     There's a woman in Ireland to whom
     My singing is sweeter than the music of strings
     There's a woman in Ireland who
     Would much prefer me leaping
     Than laid in the clay and my belly under the sod 

     There's a woman in Ireland who'd envy me
     If I got naught but a kiss
     From a woman at a fair, isn't it strange,
     And the love I have for them
     There's a woman I'd prefer to a battalion,
     And a hundred of them whom I will never get
     And an ugly, swarthy man with
     No English has a beautiful girl 

     There's a woman who would say
     That if I walked with her I'd get the gold
     And there's the woman of the shirt
     Whose mien is better than herds of cows
     With a woman who would deafen baile
     An mhaoir and the plain of tyrone
     And I see no cure for my disease
     But to give up the drink 

     * Alternate translation * 

     The Women of Ireland 

     There's a woman in Eirinn who'd give me shelter and my fill of ale;
     There's a woman in Ireland who'd prefer my strains to strings being played;
     There's a woman in Eirinn and nothing would please her more
     Than to see me burning or in a grave lying cold. 

     There's a woman in Eirinn who'd be mad with envy if I was kissed
     By another on fair-day, they have strange ways, but I love them all;
     There are women I'll always adore, battalions of women and more
     And there's this sensuous beauty and she shackled to an ugly boar. 

     There's a woman who promised if I'd wander with her I'd find some gold
     A woman in night dress with a loveliness worth more than the woman
     Who vexed Ballymoyer and the plain of Tyrone;
     And the only cure for my pain I'm sure is the ale-house down the road. 

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