Nee caillinyn roie
Traditionnel - Ile de Man
Nee caillinyn roie myr mwaaee er ny sleityn (bis)
Dy beigns agh my scollag de leah harrin cloghey
Di-dal-dol deree diddle dero, deedle-dal-deree dee.
Gowee caillinyn arrane myr eanlee ayns ny thammagyn (bis)
Dy row mee my scollag harrin bwoailley ny thammagyn
Nee caillinyn blaaghey myr roseyn bwagh jiargey
Dy beigns agh my scollag raghyn giarey ny roseyn
Nee caillinyn snaue myr thunnag 'syn ushtey
Dy row mee my scollag harrin snaue geiyrt orroo
Nee caillinyn skelley myr druight er oarn appee
Dy beigns agh my scollag raghin rouail ayns ny magheryn
Traduction
If all the young girls were like hares on the mountain
How soon the young men would all go a-hunting
To my right fol-the-diddle dero, to my right fol-the-riddle dee.
If young girls they sang like birds in the bushes
How soon the young men would go beating those bushes
If all those young girls they flowered like roses
How soon the young men would go pruning the roses
If all those young girls were like ducks on the water
How soon the young men would dive in and swim after
If young girls they sparkled like dew on the barley
Young men would be there to gather dew early