I wish I was on yonder hill

'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill

And every tear would turn a mill

Is go dtí tú mo mhuirnín slán

Chorus

Siúil, siúil, siúil a rúin

Siúil go sochair agus siúil go ciúin

Siúil go doras agus ealaigh liom

Is go dtí 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 dtí tú mo mhuirnín slán

I'll dye my petticoats, I'll dye them red

And it's round the world I'll beg for bread

Until my parents shall wish me dead

Is go dtí 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 dtí 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 dtí tú mo mhuirnín slán

(One translation of the Irish chorus is;)

Go, go, go my love

Go quietly and peacefully

Go to the door and flee with me

And may you go safely my dear.