What brings you to this place, my pretty young girl,
Keening sadly and shedding tears,
There's a ship in Kilalla and Frenchmen on board
And the Irish there to great them.
Oh, my P�id�n left with a pike on his shoulder
Singing a song of freedom
But I am broken-hearted without my sweetheart,
And how do I know I shall ever see him again?
I continued on to Ballina seeking my love,
I walked vigorously through the starry night,
And I said no war would ever separate us,
Even if hell should stand between us.
In Ballina I asked after my Patrick
While the corpses of Yoes speckled the place
But I was told presently that he could be found
On the road to Castebar.
In Castlebar I heard
How the British were routed by the Irish army
And how we would yet see our native land free
From landlords and their government
I saw there the green banners
Of the brave United Men waving
But alas! I found not a trace of my love
As he march at the head of the host.
Where did I find my love at the day's end
But lying on the ground, as cold as the earth
His bright heart's blood flowing from every side
And the light departing his features.
"My love, chains shall no longer divide us,
The oppression of strangers or the crooked laws of foreigners,
And the time of death's sleep shall not be long
Before that king, too, is toppled."
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