Hans Andersen Brendekilde

Den evigt omvandrende jøde

sea, tuigeann sé mé an Giúdach Fáin, a thaisce tuigimse eisean         táimid ar fad ar deoraíocht         is faobhar rásúir é an rod

he understands me beloved, the Wandering Jew i understand him         are we not all in exile         the road is a razor's edge