Oh, Who will plough the fields now or who will sow the corn?
and who will mind the sheep now and keep them neatly shorn?
The stack that’s in the haggard, unthrashed it may remain
Since Johnny’s went a-thrashing the dirty king of Spain.

who the girls from the bawnogue in sorrow may retire
And the piper and his bellows go home and blow the fire
Since Johnny, lovely Johnny is sailing o’er the main
Along with other patriots to fight the King of Spain

and the boys will surely miss him when Money more comes round
And they’ll find that their bold captain is nowhere to be found
And the peelers must stand idle, all against their will and main
Since the gallant boys who gave them work now peels the King of Spain

At wakes or hurling matches your like we’ll never see
Till you come back to us again Mo storeen Bantry mo chroi.
And won’t you thrash the buckeens that show us much disdain
Because our eyes are not so bright as those you’ll meet in Spain

If cruel fate will not permit our Johnny to return
His heavy loss we Bantry girls will never cease to mourn
We’ll resign ourselves to our sad lod and die in grief and pain
Since Johnny died for Ireland’s pride in the foreign land of Spain

Oh, Who will plough the fields now or who will sow the corn?
and who will mind the sheep now and keep them neatly shorn?
The stack that’s in the haggard, unthrashed it may remain
Since Johnny’s went a-thrashing the dirty king of Spain
The stack that’s in the haggard, unthrashed it may remain
Since Johnny’s went a-thrashing to fight king of Spain.

谁来耕耘，谁来播种
谁还会在意羊群，把它们修剪干净？
谷物未曾打过，便在院中堆放
因为Johnny已经出发去对抗卑鄙的西班牙王。

来自Boyne的少女，就寝时满带悲伤
风笛手回到家中，在火炉边鼓起了他的风箱。
因为Johnny，亲爱的Johnny，正在海上搏击风浪
与其他的爱国者一起，去对抗凶暴的西班牙王。

当敌人在周围出现，将钩起他们的思念
哀伤他们勇敢的首领，到处找寻不见。
粗俗懒散的卫兵，不得不忙碌在谷仓
因为英勇的男孩子们，已经去对抗贪婪的西班牙王

在清晨急行的队伍中再也见不到你
再也等不到你回来讲述英勇的事迹。
再也看不到你与傲慢的贵族作战
因为我们目光所及，也无法看到你经历的苦难。

如果命运无情，使你再不回返
因为失去了你，我们将永不停止思念
不再欢笑，在伤痛和悲伤中走向死亡
为了爱尔兰的荣耀，Johnny战死在遥远的他乡