Go n-eiri an bothar leat. Mo sheacht míle grá thú
Cheers to you, my lovely, Eriu,
She stood so gently in the balcony of the wood.
A foggy mist streaked the air.
My lovely nymph, much too meek but to care.
She looked upon my person, this curious creature,
Her eyes i could see from the distance...
Azure in hue, soft as the light,
She must be taught from some higher teacher.