Il testo della The bantry girls lament

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Who will plow the field now, and who will sow the corn
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Who will wash the sheep now, and keep them neatly shorn
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The stack that's in the haggard, un-touched it may re-main
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Since johnny went a-thrashing all in the wars of spain
Chorus:
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Johnny, lovely johnny, he's sailing o'er the main
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A-long with other patriots, to fight the king of spain
And the girls from the bawn-oag in sorrow may re-tire
The piper and his bellows, (may) go home and blow the fire
At fairs and hurling matches, your likes we seldom see
Till you come home a-gain to us, a-storeen oag mo cree
And a cruel fate will not permit our johnny to re-turn
His heavy loss, we bantry girls will never cease to mourn
We re-sign ourselves to our sad lot, and die in grief and pain
Johnny died for freedom's sake in the foreign lands of spain
Notes:
- gaelic phrases are spelled phonetically
- haggard: a threshing yard
- ba/no/g: a green patch of ground (ireland?)
- mi/an fhomhair: harvest month
- asto/iri/n o/g mo chroi: little young treasure of my heart