an chruit! Cruit a sheinn
os ard i hallaí Teamhrach
go binn, go hársa
samhlaigh an fhuaim sin, a chroí
ag dul go smior ionatsa
the harp! Harp that once
through Taras halls rang loudly
sweetly, anciently
can you imagine that sound
pirecing your heart, Beloved?
