Shule, shule, shule aroon Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn, Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume, Shule, shule, shule aroon Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn, Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume, Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn. I wish I was on yonder hill 'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill, And every tear would turn a mill I'll sell my rod, I'll sell my reel I'll sell my only spinning wheel To buy my love a sword of steel Shule, shule, shule aroon Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn, Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume, Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn. I'll dye my petticoats, I'll dye them red And 'round the world I'll beg my bread Until my parents shall wish me dead Shule, shule, shule aroon Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn, Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume, Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn. Shule, shule, shule aroon Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn, Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume Shule, shule, shule aroon Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn, Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume, Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn. \\\\\или не транскрипция, а сам гэльский вариант припева\\\ Siuil, siuil, siul a run, Siuil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin Siuil go doras agus ealaigh lion Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan