The High Kings. Ar Éireann Ní Neosainn Cé Hí. Zeneszám

Areir ?s me ?g tearnnamh ar neoin
Ar a? dtaobh eile ?en teora seo thios
Do thaobhnaigh an speirbhean im chomhair
Dfhaig taomanac, breote, lag tinn
Le haon ghean da mein is da clo
Da breithre ?s da beol tanai binn
Do leimeas fe dhein dul ?na treo
Is ar Eireann ni neosainn ce hi.
Oh Last night in strange fields as I roamed
Such a vision I passed on my way
A young woman so fair to behold
That in seconds my heart was astray
Oh she reached out a welcoming hand
But I knew that it never
And before I could kiss her sweet
She had vanished forever from me.

Le haon ghean da mein is da clo
Da breithre ?s da beol tanai binn
Do leimeas fe dhein dul ?na treo
Is ar Eireann ni neosainn ce hi.