Na Laetha Geal M'?®ige

Ag amharc tr?¦ m'?®ige
Is m?¦ bh?? s??mh
Gan eolas marbh
Bh?? m?¦ ?®g san am,


Anois, t??im buartha
's fad ar shi??il an l??.
Och?®n 's och?®n ?®.


Na laetha geal m'?®ige
Bh?? siad l??n de dh?®chas
An bealach m?®r a bh?? romham anonn
Bh?? s?¦ i nd??n domh go mbeinn, sl??n, sl??n.


(Repeat refrain)

(Translation:
The bright days of my youth

(In honor of my father and mother)

Looking back over my youth
I see I was contented
Without knowledge of death
I was young then

Now I am worried
During the course of the day.
(Oh sorrow!) [Alas and woe, oh.]

The bright days of my youth
Were full of hope
The big road that was before us then
Was what was destined to be,
Bye bye... )