Ghoin do shéimhe mé
Do thrócaire ba thrúig bháis dom
Goineoga milse trí gach ball díom
Ní léir dom an Ghaoluinn ná aon teanga eile
Ní léir dom ach an tuiseal gairmeach i bhfriotal aineoil
A thost so ionam
Ag corraí
Your mildness wounded me
Your mercy was the death of me
Sweet snake fangs in all vital organs
Gaelic fades and all other languages
I only know the vocative case in an unknown tongue
Silence stirring
Within