Chonac saol mar scéal fiannaíochtaFadó fadó ar maidinA mhúnlaigh an tslat draíochtaA bhíonn 'na láimh ag leanbh

: "The country spoke like a temple / The river's gait was pompous / The valleys bowed to the knee / The sign of the cross was on the branches."

: "I listened to the gospel of the wind / There was holiness on the earth / Here my first love lived / Oh, I haven't taken this path for a long time."