Na Laetha Geal M'Óige

Ag amharc trí m'óige
Sé mé bhí sámh
Gan eolas marbh
Bhí mé óg gan am

Anois táim buartha
'S fad ar shiúl an lá
Ochón is ochón ó

Na laetha geal m'óige
Bhí siad lán de dhóchas
An bealach mó a bhí romhan ansin
Bhí sé i ndán dom go mbeadh mé slán

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The Great Days Of My Youth

Looking back at my youth
I was content
Without dead knowledge
I was young, without time

Now I'm sorrowful
Those days are long past
Sadness and loss

The great days of my youth
They were full of expectation
The great journey that was before me then
Happiness was in store for me