Sorry about that I will try again

I could scale the blue air,
I could plough the high hills
Oh, I could kneel all night in prayer
To heal your many ills
And one....beamy smile from you
Would float like light between
My toils and me, my own true love,
My Dark Rosaleen
My fond Rosaleen
Would give me life and soul anew
A second life, a soul anew
My Dark Rosaleen

Oh the Erne shall run red
With redundance of blood
The earth shall rock beneath our tread
And flames wrap hill and wood
And gun peal and slogan cry
Wake many a glen between
Ere you shall fade, ere you shall die
My Dark Rosaleen
My Own Rosaleen
v The judgement hour must first be nigh
Ere you can fade, ere you can die
My Dark Rosaleen

This last verse is the english of the last verse in gaelic that you sent.

Hope you all enjoy this song. I used to hear my father sing it when I was aboy. I later found the words in Irish Fireside Songs #3 ( Patriotic Songs) published by Waltons Galleries in Dublin, my copy contains 31 songs, the price printed on the cover is 4d about 10 cents.