Hu ru o na hi ho ro x2 Seathan today is dead Na hi ho, ho ro hug o ro o Seathan today is dead Na hi ho, ho ro hug o ro o A sad tale to the men of Scotland Na hi ho, ho ro hug o ro A joyous tale to his pursuer I and Seathan crossing the mountain I was weak but Seathan was strong Many a glen and ben we travelled I was in Islay and in Uist with you I was in Iona of the nuns with you I was in Ireland in the Province of Munster with you I heard Mass in Cill Chumha with you You were son of the King of Tir Chonail Seathan my brightness of the sun Woe is me that death has caught you I would not gift you to the gentle Mary For fear I would lose you myself
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