FILL, FILL, A RÚN

Fill, fill a rún ó,
Fill, a rún is ná himigh uaim.
Fill orm a chuisle is a stór,
Agus chífidh tú an glóir má fhillean tú.

Shiúil mise thall is abhus;
I Mhóta Ghráinne Óige a rugadh mé,
Is ní fhaca mé iontas go fóill
Mar an Sagart Ó Dónaill ina mhinistir.

Fill, fill a rún ó,
Fill, a rún is ná himigh uaim.
Má fhilleann tú inniu nó go deo,
Fill insan Ord in ar oileadh tú.

Dhiúltaigh tú Peadar is Pól,
Mar gheall ar an ór is an airgead.
Dhiúltaigh tú Banríon na Glóire,
Agus d'iompaigh tú i gcóta an mhinistir.

I can add a translation later. Thanks for the background on the song, Ard. I'd love to hear any comments on it. It appears that her son not only "left the Faith", but became a minister. I'd also like to know if there is any information on how to compose music in ABC format.

Brían.