Оригинален текст
In dungeon deep, i know what fate awaits me.
Tied hand and foot, the foe has bound me fast.
But in my pain, i pray the god above me
Will grant this wish i know will be my last.
Don't bury me in erin's fenian valleys,
Oh take me home to ulster, let me rest.
And on my gravestone, carve this simple message,