Ní liom an tigh seo
Ní liom na leabhair a léim
Ná a scríobhaim
Ní liom an bia a ithim
An deoch a ólaim
An t-aer a análaím
Na balcaisí a chaithim
Ní liom aon ní
Aon ní dá bhfuil ann
Is a dteagmhaím leis
Is Leat amháin é, is Tú
An chruimh go domhain i m’uaigh
Sea Thú.
Not mine this house
Not mine the books I read
Or write
Not mine the food I eat
Or what I drink
The air I breathe
The clothes I wear
Nothing is mine
All that is
And all that I touch
Is Yours alone, is You
The maggot deep in my grave
Is You