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.