as promised, my first poem in irish:

Dec 19, 2005 17:42

tá mo chroí ina cuid beag ar urlar
ar maos le deasca de guinness
tá fann siúil orm
ach an talamh sé éaogothrom
suím síos aris agus ólaim mo phionta
an leaba ró-mor gan é ar aon nos
tá mé ag lorg mo fein
ach nil ann ach uisce beatha

the loose english translation:

my heart is in little pieces on the floor
soaked with dregs of guinness
i feel like a walk
but the earth is uneven
i sit down again and drink my pint
the bed is too big without him anyway
i'm looking for myself
but there's nothing but whiskey
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