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Moghrey Aalin
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A Beautiful Morning
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Ta’n lhondoo kiaulleeagh dy mie,
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The blackbird sings well,
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Yn moghrey aalin shoh.
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This beautiful morning.
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Ta’n gollan gheayee er hyndaa thie,
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The swallow has returned home,
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Lesh cullyr aeg as noa.
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With young and new colour.
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Ta’n niarragh aalin er jeet reesht,
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The beautiful Spring has come back,
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Lesh frassyn as lesh grian.
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With showers and with sun.
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Ny summarkyn ta blaaghey neesht,
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The primroses that bloom again,
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Choud as ta’n ghrian soilshean.
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Whilst the sun shines.
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Ta’n chooag er jeet reesht gys Crook,
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The cuckoo has come back to Crook(haven),
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As gerrym myr v’ee rieau.
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And crows as she always did.
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As ayns yn cheyll t’ee gra ‘cook cook’,
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And in the forest she says ‘cook cook’,
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Myrgeddin er y clieau.
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Also on the mountain.
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Ny heayin ta lheimyragh mygeayrt,
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The lambs that leap around,
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Eer ayns yn faasagh shoh.
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Even in this wilderness.
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As shynnee farkiagh myr v’ad keayrt,
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And foxes waiting as they were once,
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Dy ee ny kiarkyn bio.
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To eat the hens alive.
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Biljyn ny keylley lane dy chiaull,
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Trees of the forest full of music,
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Lesh ushagyn chur booise.
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With birds giving thanks.
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Da Jee ta reill dy chooilley voayl,
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To God who rules every place,
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As cur dagh bannagh sheese.
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And sends down every blessing.
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