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Liorish awinyn Vabylon hoie shin sheese as cheayn shin: tra ren shin smooinaghtyn orts, O Sion.

By the waters of Babylon we sat down and wept: when we remembered thee, O Sion.

Er son ny claasaghyn ain, hrogh shin ad seose: er ny biljyn ta ayns shen.

As for our harps, we hanged them up: upon the trees that are therein.

Son adsyn ren shin y leeideil ayns cappeeys, hir ad orrin arrane, as bingys ayns nyn drimshey: Gow-jee dooinyn unnane dy arraneyn Sion.

For they that led us away captive required of us then a song, and melody, in our heaviness: Sing us one of the songs of Sion.

Kys oddys mayd arrane y Chiarn y ghoaill: ayns cheer yoarree?

How shall we sing the Lord's song: in a strange land?

My yarrood-yms uss O Yerusalem: lhig my laue yesh jarrood e schleï.

If I forget thee, O Jerusalem: let my right hand forget her cunning.

Mannagh gooin-yms orts, lhig da my hengey lhiantyn gys druntyn my veeal: dy jarroo mannagh vel mee soiaghey jeh Jerusalem erskyn dy chooilley voggey elley.

If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth: yea, if I prefer not Jerusalem in my mirth.

Cooinee er cloan Edom, O Hiarn, ayns laa Yerusalem: kys dooyrt ad, Sheese lesh, sheese lesh, corrym rish y thalloo.

Remember the children of Edom, O Lord, in the day of Jerusalem: how they said, Down with it, down with it, even to the ground.

O inneen Vabylon, kiarit son toyrt-mow: s'maynrey vees y dooinney nee uss y chooilleeney myr t'ou er hirveish shinyn.

O daughter of Babylon, thou shalt be wasted with misery: yea, happy shall he be that rewardeth thee, as thou hast served us.

Bannit vees eshyn ghoys dty chloan: as hilgys ad noi ny claghyn.

Blessed shall he be that taketh thy children: and throweth them against the stones.