TĂ¡ mĂ© mo shuĂ­
(I am sitting)

TĂ¡ mĂ© mo shuĂ­ Ăł d`Ă©irigh`n ghealach arĂ©ir
Ag cur tein-e sĂ­os-go buan is Ă¡ fadĂł go gĂ©ar
TĂ¡ bunadh a` tĂ­ `na luĂ­ is tĂ¡ mise liom fĂ©in
TĂ¡ na coiligh ag glaoch `san saol `na gcodladh ach mĂ©
I am sitting up since the moon arose last night
Putting down a fire again and again and keeping it lit
The family is in bed and here am I by myself,
The cocks are crowing and the country is asleep but me.

`Sheacht mh`anam déag do bhéal do mhala is do ghrua
Do shĂşil ghorm ghlĂ©-gheal fĂ¡r thrĂ©ig mĂ© sionnach na lĂşb
Le cumha do dhiaidh ní léir dom an bealach a shiúil
Is a charaid mo chlĂ©ibh tĂ¡ na slĂ©ibhte `dul idir mĂ©`s tĂş
I love your mouth, your eyebrows and your cheeks
Your bright blue eyes for whose sake I stopped hunting the wily fox
In longing for you I cannot see to walk the road
Friend of my bosom, the mountains lie between me and you.

Deiridh lucht lĂ©inn gur claoite an galar an grĂ¡
Char admhaigh mĂ© Ă© is Ă© `ndiaidh mo chroĂ­ istigh a chrĂ¡
Aicid rĂł-ghĂ©ar, faraor nĂ¡r sheachain mĂ© Ă­
Is go gcuireann sĂ­ arraing is cĂ©ad go gĂ©ar trĂ­ cheart-lĂ¡r mo chroĂ­
Learned men say that love is a fatal sickness
I never admitted it until now that my heart is broken:
It's a very painful illness, alas, I have not avoided it,
And it sends a hundred arrows through the core of my heart.


Casadh bean-tsĂ­ dom thĂ­os ag Lios BhĂ©al an Átha
D`fhiafraigh mĂ© di an scaoilfeadh glas ar bith grĂ¡
Is Ă© dĂşirt sĂ­ gos Ă­seal i mbriathra soineannta sĂ¡imh
"An grĂ¡ a thĂ©id fĂ¡n chroĂ­ nĂ­ scaoiltear as Ă© go brĂ¡th"

I met a fairy woman at the Rath of Beal an Atha
I asked her would any key unlock the love in my heart
And she said in soft simple language
"When love enters the heart it will never be driven from it".