Will Ye Go, Lassie, Go

Oh the summertime is coming 
And the trees are sweetly blooming 
And the wild mountain thyme 
Grows around the blooming heather 
Will ye go, lassie, go?  

Chorus: 
And we'll all go together 
To pluck wild mountain thyme 
All around the blooming heather 
Will ye go, lassie, go? 

I will build my love a tower 
Near yon' pure crystal fountain 
And on it I will build 
All the flowers of the mountain 
Will ye go, lassie, go? 

Chorus

If my true love she were gone 
I would surely find another 
Where wild mountain thyme 
Grows around the blooming heather 
Will ye go, lassie, go? 

Tar Liúm, A Chailín, Liúm

Unique Word Count: 62

Tá an samhradh ag teacht go buí 
Agus duille ar chrainn go fairsing; 
Tá nead ag cearca fraoigh
Is bláth buí ar bharr an aitinn.

Curfá:
Tar liúm, a chailín liúm! 
Agus siúlfaimid le chéile
Go bhfaighimid nead an éin 
Sa ghleann ag bun an tsléibhe. 
Tar liúm, a chailín liúm!

Tógfad grianán duit
Agus thart air fál ’na sheasamh;
Agus cuirfidh mé ar a bharr
A bhfuil de bhláth ar bharr an aitinn.

Curfá

Dá n-imeodh mo ghrá bán
Thiocfadh ceann ’na háit ar maidin
Ó thaobh an ghleanna bháin 
Ón bhfraoch agus ón aiteann.

-Pádraig Ua Maoileoin