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O VAASE ! cre’n reill t’ayd er sheelnaue,
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O, Death! What a rule you have over mankind,
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Nagh vel sparail banglane ny fraue,
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That spares not branch or root,
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Gyn geill da aeg ny shenn ;
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No heed for young or old;
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Nagh leah t’ou cummey'n seihll caghlaa,
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Do you not hold the changing world fast,
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Nagh leah t’ou dooinney reesht chyndaa
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Do you not soon return man again
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Dy ve ny ooir as joan.
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To be earth and dust.
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Nagh faggys haink eh da nyn gree
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Did he not come near to our heart
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Dy smooinaghtyn dy scarrey ree,
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To consider separating from it,
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D'agail ee ayns yn ooir :
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To leave it in the earth :
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Cre’n foddeeaght gow orrin greme
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What longing took a grip upon us
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Ren doostey slane nyn ennaghtyn
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That fully woke our feelings
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Lesh jeeaghyn er yn ooir.
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By looking at the soil.
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Agh JEE t'er n’yannoo goll-rish hene
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But GOD has made it like himself
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Nagh daag yn annym ayns e feme,
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Did he not leave the soul in need of him,
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Ren huggey ish chyndaa;
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Therefore she returned to him
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E feme va hoshiaght soilshit jee,
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Her need was first explained to it
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As eisht lesh laggey, graih, as shee,
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And then with joy, love and peace
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Nae chree er ny caghlaa.
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Her heart will be changed.
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E Annym maynrey myr shoh va
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Her happy soul like this was
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Farkiaght er-son y vaynrys brâ
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Waiting for the eternal happiness
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Ta ayns kionfenish YEE ;
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That is in the presence of GOD;
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Eisht haink y chaghter ren livrey
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Then the messenger came that delivered,
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Hug lesh yn annym thie gys fea
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Brought the soul home to rest
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As boggey Flaunyssee.
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And Heavenly joy.
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Cha vel nyn drimshey gyn treishteil
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Our sadness is not without hope
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Yn annym maynrey reesht veeteil
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Of meeting the happy soul again
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Fenish yn TREE UNNANE ;
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A witness of the Trinity;
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Coyrt gloyr as ooashley son dy brâ
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Bringing glory and praise for ever
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Da'n OOILLEY-NIARTAL va, as ta,
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To the ALMIGHTY that was, and is,
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As vees dy bragh ermayrn.
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And will be ever after.
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Tra ta mee gys yn Oaie chyndaa
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When I am returning to the grave
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As farkiaght foddey son coraa,
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And waiting long for a voice,
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Cha vel ee cur ansoor;
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She does not give an answer,
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Eisht smooinaghtyn er traa t’ersooyll,
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Then (I’m) thinking about times that are gone
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Agh nish t’ee follit veih my hooill,
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But now she is hidden from my eye,
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As neesht chyndäit gys ooir.
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And now returned to the earth.
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My chree ta lane dy foddeeaght
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My heart that is full of longing
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Ny-yeih lesh meenid nee'm farkiaght,
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Nevertheless I will wait with patience
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Son traa ta foast ry-heet;
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For a time that is yet to come;
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Traa nee'm meeteil ee ass-y-noa,
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When I will meet her anew,
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Raad nagh vel baase agh beaynid brâ
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Where death is only an eternal immortality
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As maynrey as casherick.
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And happy, and holy.
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The happy Soul that used to be
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Yn Annym maynrey bollagh ve
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camping in the house of clay
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Cabbaney ayns y thie dy chray
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Is now turned to dust;
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Ta nish chyndait gys joan ;
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She bends before the throne
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T’ee crommey roish y stoyl-reeoil
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Forever giving glory to the glorious God
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Dy bragh cur gloyr da’n JEE gloyroil
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In the happiness of a day without end.
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Ayns maynrys laa dyn kione.
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