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German, Swiss German and Dutch
Italian, Sardinian, Corsican and Occitan
(Gaoth Barra of the Waves)
Tá gealach na gconnlach ag éirí sa spéir
'S grian bhuí an Fhómhair ag tomadh sa weir
Tá na beachógaí 'dranndián sa tsean duilliúr donn
Tá Gaoth Barra na g'Coillte, Gaoth Barra na d'Tonn
Tá na ba óga geimní 'nuas mhallí chró lí?
Sna caoirigh ag meidhlí le druidim na hoich'
Tá geal gháir na sruthan fán screagach anonn
Tá Gaoth Barra na g'Coillte, Gaoth Barra na d'Tonn
Ina sruth uisce cheolmhar tá na bradáin a'sceith
'S thart fa na himill tá an fhuiseog a breith
Tig na héanlaith na scaoth ann, an druideog san lon
Mar tá dideán gan doicheall fá Gaoth Barra na d'Tonn
'S gímse Pádraig agus Naomh Chonaill caol
Nach n-iarraim aon Fhlairheas i ndeireadh mo shaoil
Ach m'anam bheith seoladh fá'n duilliúr donn
Tá ag fás fa do chladaí, a Gaoth Barra na d'Tonn
The harvest moon is rising into the sky
And autumn's yellow sun is setting over the weir
The young bees hum amid the old brown leaves
In Gaoth Barra of the Woods, Gaoth Barra of the Waves
The young winter cattle come slowly down to the fold
And the sheep frolic at the approach of the night
The wandering stream laughs and shouts
In Gaoth Barra of the Woods, Gaoth Barra of the Waves
In the musical waters of the river lurks the salmon
And nearby the lark makes her nest
Come the birds of the flock, the starling and the blackbird
To your refuge unstinting Gaoth Barra of the Waves
I pray to St. Patrick and St. Conal
I ask but one boon at the end of my life
That my soul should reside among the brown leaves
That grow thick on your shores, Gaoth Barra of the Waves
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