TRANSCRIPT
Seamus MacNeil
Luraibh O Chan Eil Mi Slan
I AM NOT WELL
Chorus:
Iuraibh o, I am not well.
Hug orainn o, I cannot stay at rest.
Iuraibh o, I am not well.
1.I am sad cutting flax, the tears from my head are streaming to the ground.
2. If you dealt with me unjustly, Blue Donald, I treated you like the other women.