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is leor d'ainmse is critheann sreanga an ghiotáir tugtar éisteacht dóibh is é d'ainmse, a shearc a chraobhscaoileann a gcuid rún |
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Your name is enough and the guitar strings tremble they long to be heard it is Your name, beloved that releases their secret |
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briathra na saoithe an bhfanfaidh siad, a chuisle tar éis mionchainte táid cheana á leá i dtost basctha brúite 'na neamhní |
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the words of the wise will they rise above chatter and remain, my love no, they dissolve in silence and break into nothingness |
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is bóthar fada é bhíos anseo cheana, a chuid aithním gach casadh ach nílim in ann dul siar níl thiar ansin ach taibhsí |
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ah, it's a long road and yes, i've been here before i know every turn and yet i cannot go back nothing behind me but ghosts |
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Maighdean is Leanbh ar smaoinigh an maisitheoir ar a mháthair féin nó ar bheo di ag an am saothar na n-aingeal 'bhí ann |
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Madonna and Child did the illuminator think of his mother was his own mother alive the work of angels it was |
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is mian leis éalú an srónbheannach Indiach is dul le báiní braithimse leis é, a chuid ceansaigh an chreathadach seo | ||
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he wants to break out the Indian rhinoceros go on a rampage beloved, I feel it too come and keep me from trembling |
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más ann don éinín is leor sin domsa, a stór glórach nó 'na thost ó, a ansacht, más ann duit - ná bíodh má asam ná dá . . . |
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if the bird is there that is all i need to know let it sing or not beloved, if You are there no ifs! - let me not say if . . . |
