All day I hear the noise of waters / An lá ar fad is clos dom uiscí

File: James Joyce Cumadóir: Bernard Rands

All day I hear the noise of waters   Making moan, Sad as the sea-bird is, when going   Forth alone, He hears the winds cry to the waters'   Monotone.   The grey winds, the cold winds are blowing   Where I go. I hear the noise of many waters   Far below. All day, all night, I hear them flowing   To and fro.

An lá ar fad is clos dom uiscí   ’Olagón, Uaigneach mar éan mara ag eitilt   Mo bhrón, Ag éisteacht le géarghuth na gaoithe   Och ochón.   An ghaoth ghlas, an ghaoth fhuar ag séideadh   I mo threo. Is clos dom uiscí fuara is iad   Ag imeacht leo. An lá ar fad, ar feadh na hoíche   Is go deo.