How often haunting the highest hilltop
I scan the ocean, I sail to sea
Will it come tonight, love, will it come tomorrow
Will it ever come, love, to comfort me
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
O fare thee well, love, where'er thou be
They called thee fickle, they called thee false one
And seek to change me but all in vain
For thou art my dream yet throughout the dark night
And every moment I watch the main
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
O fare thee well, love, where'er thou be
There's not a hamlet, too well they know it,
Where you go wandering or stay awhile
But all its old folk you win with talking
And charm its maidens with song and smile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
O fare thee well, love, where'er thou be
Doth thou remember the promise made me,
A token plaid, a silken gown
That ring of gold with your hair and portrait
That gown and ring I will never own
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
Fhir a'bhata na ho ro eile
O fare thee well, love, where'er thou be
