O, farewell, Molly
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
O, my gun, you're so heavy,
O, my gun, you're so black,
And the day shall be so rainy.
Heavens are so far and dark.
My eyes are so icy,
So icy and blue...
You should know,
O, my prettiest Molly,
That I shall love you...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
Run with me, my dear Molly,
Let's leave the open field.
Emerald eyed my Irish girly,
Field is a trap, not the shield.
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
Molly... Molly... Molly...
O, my Molly, dear Molly...
Your golden lashes,
Your emerald eyes,
Your golden hair -
So brightly shines...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
Molly... Molly... Molly...
O, my Molly, my dear Molly...
Molly, the Easter
Shall be so red,
O, my dear Molly, I want to know
Do you love me, my Molly, or no?
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
Molly, do you see the heavens,
My black gun and icy eyes?
Do you see black hungry ravens?
O, Red Easter shall soon shine...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
Let me say, o, Molly, let...
It will be the lost and severe fight...
O, the Easter shall be red...
And I feel the Death's sight...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
You should know,
O, my prettiest Molly,
That forever I'll love you...
Forever...
But I never marry you...
But my bride is Death, you know...
You should know I have to row
To another far seashore...
To another far seashore...
And, my Molly, you and I
Never wander under sky...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
O, my gun, you're so heavy,
My black gun shall never shine...
Know, my Molly, you are free...
Death is my bride and war is mine...
Molly, Molly, dear Molly
Emerald eyed my Irish girly...
I shall die in last my fight...
I'm in my Bride's cold sight...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la lu-u-la...
Tu-u-ura lu-u-la la-am...
Let me say, o, my Molly, ye let...
It will be the lost and severe fight
Oh, the Easter shall be red...
And I feel the Death's sight...
Don't forget me, dear Molly
Don't forget me, dear Molly
Don't forget me, dear Molly
Roisin Dubh
Shall never forget you, my lad...
Roisin Dubh
Shall never forget you, my lad...
Roisin Dubh
Shall never forget you, my lad...
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