There's a translation by Douglas Hyde, Poem No 85 in The Oxford Book of Irish Verse, an anthology by Donagh MacDonagh and Lennox Robinson which is to be found on archive.org. It's called The Red Man's Wife and starts:

'Tis what they say,
Thy little heel fits in a shoe,
'Tis what they say,
Thy little mouth kisses well, too.
Tis what they say,
Thousand loves that you leave me to rue;
That the tailor went the way
That the wife of the Red man knew.

It goes on for a few more verses - excellent, but I don't feel like typing it up. Maybe someone else does.