““Hail, oh woman, who was so afflicted, It was our ruin that you were in chains, Our fine land in the possession of thieves... While you were sold to the foreigners! Oh-ro, welcome home Oh-ro, welcome home Oh-ro, welcome home Now that summer's coming!' Gráinne Mhaol is coming over the sea, Armed warriors as her guard, Only Irish are they, not French nor Spanish... and they will rout the foreigners! May it please God that we might see, Although we may live but one week after, Gráinne Mhaol and a thousand warriors... Dispersing the foreigners!””
