Born to the wilderness. Missing first on the line. Will the fear disappear?. . O aingil coimhed m. O aingil as na fhlaithis. Solas geal nl eagla orm. O aingil coimhadach.
No heart hangs. Is fada mo shile ort. On distant water. Thug m isteach duit. What enchantment lies. Tusa mo mhian. In this world?. . Is fada mo shile ort.
There I go saying the same old things. Something to rhyme or to cling to. When times were tough, I didn't say enough. Like some sweet lines to say to you, relate to you.
Mo bheannacht le na buachaillí a dimigh uain thar sáile,. Ach dfág siad culaith dheas orm le dhul amach de domhnaigh,. Cóta mór go talamh agus bheiste den tsíoda láidir,.