táim dóthanach d'fheoil is d'fhuil
de m'fholt is cnámha is súile
dóthanach dem' bhéal is dem' shrón
cluasa? mo dhóthain, sifín mé
a thaisce sa ghaoth
enough of this flesh and blood
enough of hair bones eyes
enough of mouth and nose
ears? ah enough, I am straw
beloved, a wisp in the wind
