A visit to Ireland may have fallen (perhaps tumbled is a better word) further down my list but the music is helping me cope. The High Kings…enjoy…
Aréir is mé téarnamh ar neoin
Ar ar dtaobh eile ‘en teóra seo thiós
Do thaobhnaigh an spéirbhean im’ chomhair
D’fhág taomanac breoite lag tinn
Le haon ghean dá méin is dá cló
Dá bréithre ‘s dá beol tanaí binn
Do léimeas fá dhéin dul ‘na treo
Is ar Éirinn ní neosfainn cé hí
Last night in strange fields as I roved
Such a vision I passed on my way
A young woman so fair to behold
That in seconds my heart was astray
Oh she reached out a welcoming hand
But I knew that it never could be
And before I could kiss her sweet lips
She had vanished forever from me.
🙂
Garden2day 
Beautiful. Glad you included the translation.
My youngest son is studying Gaelic and performs with an Irish group on the tin whistle (and other instruments) under the name Cú Ruadh.
Wow! I’m impressed. Gaelic or Irish is difficult or it is to me…maybe I’m too old to learn new tricks 😀 . The tin whistle…a beautiful sound. Impressive.