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    The song is about a woman who wishes she could sit and cry on a hill over her lost love. She recalls fond stories her true love used to tell her. The chorus repeats the phrase "Siuil, siuil, siuil a ruin", which is an Irish language lament. The next verse describes her lost love, with black hair, blue eyes, and strong arm and true words. She wishes in her heart she was with him. In the final verse, she says she will dye her petticoats red and beg bread around the world until she finds her love, either alive or dead.

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    Siulil a ruin (Anuna)

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    Siulil a Ruin (Anuna)

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    The song is about a woman who wishes she could sit and cry on a hill over her lost love. She recalls fond stories her true love used to tell her. The chorus repeats the phrase "Siuil, siuil, siuil a ruin", which is an Irish language lament. The next verse describes her lost love, with black hair, blue eyes, and strong arm and true words. She wishes in her heart she was with him. In the final verse, she says she will dye her petticoats red and beg bread around the world until she finds her love, either alive or dead.

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    Irish folk song about lost love

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    Muikkinen
    The song is about a woman who wishes she could sit and cry on a hill over her lost love. She recalls fond stories her true love used to tell her. The chorus repeats the phrase "Siuil, siuil, siuil a ruin", which is an Irish language lament. The next verse describes her lost love, with black hair, blue eyes, and strong arm and true words. She wishes in her heart she was with him. In the final verse, she says she will dye her petticoats red and beg bread around the world until she finds her love, either alive or dead.

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    Dm C Dm/A Bbmaj7

    I wish I were on yonder hill


    Dm Am7 Bb C
    'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill
    Gm7 Am7 Bb C
    And every tear would turn a mill

    Dm C Dm/A Bbmaj7
    I wish I sat on my true love's knee
    Dm Am7 Bb C
    Many a fond story he told to me
    Gm7 Am7 Bb C
    He told me things that ne'er shall be

    Chorus:
    Dm C Dm/A Bbmaj7
    Siuil, siuil, siuil a ruin
    Dm Am7 Bb C
    Siuil go sochar agus siuil go ciuin
    Gm7 Am7 Eb(add9) F
    Siuil go doras agus ealaigh liom

    Dm C Dm/A Bbmaj7
    His hair was black his eye was blue
    Dm Am7 Bb C
    His arm was strong his word was true
    Gm7 Am7 Bb C
    I wish in my heart I was with you

    Chorus

    Dm C Dm/A Bbmaj7
    I'll dye my petticoats I'll dye them red
    Dm Am7 Bb C
    And 'round the world I'll beg my bread
    Gm7 Am7 Bb C
    'Til I find my love alive or dead

    Chorus x2

    Gm7 Am7 Eb(add9) F
    Siuil go doras agus ealaigh liom

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