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Mise éiRe
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Me Ireland:
Mise éiRe:

I am older than the Witch of Berra.
Sine mé ná an Chailleach Bhéarra.
Me Ireland:
Mise éiRe:

I am lonely than the Witch of Berra.
Uaigní mé ná an Chailleach Bhéarra.
Great is my glory:
Mór mo ghlóir:

I gave birth to brave Cú Chulainn.
Mé a rug Cú Chulainn cróga.
Shame on you:
Mór mo náir:

My own children sold their mother.
Mo chlann féin a dhíol a máthair.
I'm so sorry:
Mór mo bhrón:

Those who put hope have died.
D'éag an dream inar chuireas dóchas.
Me Ireland:
Mise éiRe:

I am older than the Witch of Berra.
Sine mé ná an Chailleach Bhéarra.
Me Ireland:
Mise éiRe:

I am lonely than the Witch of Berra.
Uaigní mé ná an Chailleach Bhéarra.

I am Ireland:
I am older than the Hag of Beara.

Great my glory:
I who bore brave Cú Chulainn.

Great my shame:
My own children that sold their mother.

Great my pain:
My irreconcilable enemies who harass me continually.

Great my sorrow:
That crowd, in whom I placed my trust, decayed.

I am Ireland:
I am lonelier than the Hag of Beara.