Dúlamán

A 'níon mhín ó, sin anall na fir shúirí
(Oh gentle daughter, here come the wooing men)
A mháithair mhín ó, cuir na roithléan go dtí mé
(Oh gentle mother, put the wheels in motion for me)

Chorus (after each verse):
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach
(Seaweed from the yellow cliff, Irish seaweed)
Dúlamán na farraige, 's é b'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn (Seaweed from the ocean, the best in all of Ireland)

Tá cosa dubha dubailte ar an dúlamán gaelach
(There is __ on the Irish seaweed)
Tá dhá chluais mhaol ar an dúlamán gaelach
(There are two blunt ears on the Irish seaweed)

Rachaimid go Doire leis an dúlamán gaelach
(I would go to Dore with the Irish seaweed)
Is ceannóimid bróga daora ar an dúlamán gaelach
("I would buy expensive shoes," said the Irish seaweed)

Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach
(The Irish seaweed has beautiful black shoes)
Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán gaelach
(The Irish seaweed has a beret and trousers)

Ó chuir mé scéala chuici, go gceannóinn cíor dí
(I spent time telling her the story that I would buy a comb for her)
'S é'n scéal a chuir sí chugam, go raibh a ceann cíortha
(The story she told back to me, that she is well-groomed)

Góide a thug na tíre thú? arsa an dúlamán gaelach
("What are you doing here?" says the Irish seaweed)
Ag súirí le do níon, arsa an dúlamán maorach
("At courting with your daughter," says the stately seaweed)

Ó cha bhfaigheann tú mo 'níon, arsa an dúlamán gaelach
("Oh where are you taking my daughter?" says the Irish seaweed)
Bheul, fuadóidh mé liom í, arsa an dúlamán maorach
("Well, I'd take her with me," says the stately seaweed)