I beautiful version of this old Irish song from the Bothy Band.  Micheal O’Domhniall sings with Kevin Burke on fiddle and Donal Lunny on guitar.

Tiocfaidh an Samhradh
Tiocfaidh an samhraidh agus fásfaidh an féar
Tiocfaidh an duilliúr glas ar bharr na gcraobh.
Tiocfaidh mo rún searc le banú an lae,
Agus buailfidh sí tiúin suas le cumhaí im’ dhiadh.

Is óg ‘s óg a chuir mé dúil i ngreann
Agus dhéanfainn súgradh le mo rún ar faill;
Níl baile cuain ar bith a ngluaisfinn ann,
Nach bhfaighinn maighdean óg dheas a thrialladh liom.

Scairt mé aréir ag an doras thall,
Scairt mé arís ar mo ghrá go teann,
‘Sé dúirt a daidí liom nach raibh sí ann,
Ná gur éalaigh sí aréir leis an bhuachaill donn.

Tiocfaidh an samhraidh agus fásfaidh an féar
Tiocfaidh an duilliúr glas ar bharr na gcraobh.
Tiocfaidh mo rún searc le banú an lae,
Agus buailfidh sí tiúin suas le cumhaí im’ dhiadh. 2x

John Birtwhistle’s translation (from IrTrad-L):

When the summer is coming the grass grows green.
The leaves are budding on every tree.
My love will come at the break of day,
So my heart’s delight, won’t you come away?

From my early youth I was fond of fun
And the company of my darling girl
In every port that I did dwell
I received a sweet kiss from my love

Last night I called To her door
I called once more To see my love
Her father told me She wasn’t there
That she had eloped With the fair-haired boy

When the summer is coming the grass grows green.
The leaves are budding on every tree.
My love will come at the break of day,
So my heart’s delight, won’t you come away? 2 x