Mo bheannacht óm' chroí
Dod' thir 's dod' shléibhte
chomaraigh aoibhinn ó
Is dod' mhuintir shuairc
Ar dual dóibh féile
chomaraigh aoibhinn ó
Do [bad word] in gheala
'S do choillte craobhach
Do ghleannta meala
'S do bhánta léire
Ó grá mo chroí
Iad siúd le chéile
chomaraigh aoibhinn ó

Is dathúil breá
Do [bad word] sc [bad word] chomaraigh aoibhinn ó
Nuair a lasaid suas
Le hamharc gréine 
chomaraigh aoibhinn ó
Na faillte 's leacain
Ar gach taobh diot
Mar bhrata sróil
Le seolta gleásta
Nuair a scaipeann an drúcht
Anuas ón spéir ort
chomaraigh aoibhinn ó

Do bhíos thar sáile
Seal i gcéin uait
chomaraigh aoibhinn ó
I ndúthaigh fáin
Ag déanamh saoithair
chomaraigh aoibhinn ó
Ach b'obair tháir liom
Cnuasach gréithre
I bhfad óm' ait
Fé scáil do shléibhte
Is chas mé arís ort
phlúr na nDéise
chomaraigh aoibhinn ó

(My heartfelt blessings
On your valleys and mountains [bad word] And on your cheeful people
So naturally kind [bad word] On your shining streams
And your leafy woodlands
Your honeyed slopes
And your gleaming meadows
My heart fills with love
For all of them surely [bad word]  [bad word] peaks
Are a handsome sight [bad word] As the rising sun
Sets them aflame [bad word] Cliffs and steep slopes
In every direction
Like a satin weave
From a magic loom
As the dew falls
From the heavens high [bad word] 
I was a while away
From your beauty [bad word] Slaving so hard
In a foreign land [bad word] Base work it was
Just making a living
Far from my home
'Neath the shade of your mountains
So I came back to you
The flower of the Déise [bad word]