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Maitheann tú gach rud san oíche

Dorchaíonn Tú ár ndorchacht ghlé

Doirteann Tú dúch Do chroí orainn

Chun an dán seo ar phár geal a rá.

Aoibhinn í Do scáil shíoraí

A ghealann gach bíog ionam

I dtreo is go scairtimse

Om Om Om Om – malairt mo!

THIS NIGHT OF THE LONGEST DAY IN THE YEAR

All things are forgiven by You in the night

You darken our glowing darkness

You pour the ink of Your heart on us

To utter this poem on bright paper.

Your endless shadow is splendid

And brightens all my impulses

So that I cry

Om Om Om Om – not I …