In Dublin's fair city In Dublin's fair city Na bela cidade de Dublin Where the girls are so pretty Where the girls are so pretty Onde as meninas são tão bonitas I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone Eu primeiro fixei os olhos na doce Molly Malone As she wheeled her wheelbarrow As she wheeled her wheelbarrow Como ela virava seu carrinho de mão Through streets broad and narrow Through streets broad and narrow Através de ruas largas e estreitas Crying: Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh! Crying: Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh! Gritando: Amêijoas e mexilhões, viva, viva, oh! Alive, alive oh! alive, alive oh! Alive, alive oh! alive, alive oh! Viva, viva, oh! Viva, viva, oh! Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"! Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"! Gritando: Amêijoas e mexilhões, viva, viva, oh! She was a fishmonger She was a fishmonger Ela era uma vendedora de peixes And sure twas no wonder And sure twas no wonder E com certeza não era de se admirar For so were her father and mother before For so were her father and mother before Já que seus pais também o foram antes And they each wheeled their barrow And they each wheeled their barrow E cada um deles virava seu carrinho de mão Through streets broad and narrow Through streets broad and narrow Através de ruas largas e estreitas Crying: Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh! Crying: Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh! Gritando: Amêijoas e mexilhões, viva, viva, oh! Alive, alive oh! alive, alive oh! Alive, alive oh! alive, alive oh! Viva, viva, oh! Viva, viva, oh! Crying: Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh! Crying: Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh! Gritando: Amêijoas e mexilhões, viva, viva, oh! She died of a fever She died of a fever Ela morreu de uma febre And no one could save her And no one could save her E ninguém poderia ter salvado-a And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone E esse foi o fim da doce Molly Malone Now her ghost wheels her barrow Now her ghost wheels her barrow Agora seu espírito vira seu carrinho de mão Through streets broad and narrow Through streets broad and narrow Através de ruas largas e estreitas Crying: Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh! Crying: Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh! Gritando: Amêijoas e mexilhões, viva, viva, oh! Alive, alive oh! alive, alive oh! Alive, alive oh! alive, alive oh! Viva, viva, oh! Viva, viva, oh! Crying: Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh! Crying: Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh! Gritando: Amêijoas e mexilhões, viva, viva, oh!