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His blood was up
Va ferg er
His brow clouded over
Haink groam er
His clothes were lying on the ground
Va'n eaddagh echey ny lhie er y thalloo
His dearly loved son
E vac ennoil
His fellow boozers
E coveshtallee
His fellow rider
E chovarkiagh
His hair is cropped close behind
Ta cooyl e çhing lhoamit
His hair was cut close
Va'n folt echey baarit dy lhome
His Lordship
E Hiarnys
His name goes a long way
Ta ammys mooar er yn ennym echey