Lament of the Three Marys Lyrics

A Pheadair, a aspail, an bhfaca tú mo ghrá geal?
(Peter, the apostle, have you seen my bright love?)
Ochóne is ochóne ó Alas and alack
Chonaic mé ar ball é i láthair a namhad
(I saw him a while ago in the midst of his enemies)
Ochóne is ochóne ó Alas and alack
Gabhaigi i leith, a dha Mhuire, go gcaoine sibh mo ghrá geal
(Come to me, you two Marys, and keen with me)
Ochóne is ochóne ó Alas and alack
Ceard atá le caoineadh ágainn mura gcaoinimid a chriámha?
(What have we to keen without his bones?)
Ochóne is ochóne ó Alas and alack
An é sin an maicin a hoileadh in ucht Mháire?
(Is that my child who I weened in my arms and nourished?)
Ochóne is ochóne ó Alas and alack
Éist, a mháithrin, is na bí cráite
(Listen, little mother, do not be sorrowful)
Ochóne is ochóne ó Alas and alack

A Leinbh, is mór é tualach is léig cuid de ar do Mháthair
(My love, big is your burden, let your mother help you carry it)
Ochóne is ochóne ó Alas and alack
Iompruíodh gach éinne a chrosa, a Mháithrin
(Little mother, we each must carry our own cross)
Ochóne is ochóne ó Alas and alack