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I awoke this morning and drove to a
place where the
ocean gently touches the shore and
walked upon it,
waiting for the first sign.
A glimpse of light slowly breaks
the horizon.
The place we call home, mother
earth and all living
creatures begin to feel the warmth
of a new day,
and for some, a new beginning, and we
call the light.
Gaelic: The Mother Tongue....
� Comedians the world over, have mastered
the slow drawl of the Irish
� accent. Any one who is aware of
� different dialects of English, can
� identify an Irishman, from a Scot, or
a London Cockney.
People fail to realize that this Irish
Language is but an import,
and recent, at that!
� Gaelic is the Mother Tongue of the
Republic,
English too is the most popular tongue...
There are 700,000 Irish who speak
their native Language
� (Irish Gaelic)... It's the very roots of
Irish Culture!
And still the language of poetry
and prayer.
Slainte! (Cheers )
�
S i Blath geal Na Smear i
S i Blath deas na su craobh i,
S i planda b fhearr..
mein mhaith le hamharc do shul;
S i Blath nan-null gcumhra i,
is samhradh ins an fhuaht i,
i dir Nollaig, is Caise...
(*English*)
She's the Blackberry Flower,
The fine Raspberry Flower...
She's the plant of best breed
Your eyes could behold...
She's my darling and dear,
My fresh Apple Tree Flower..
She is Summer in the cold,
Between Christmas, & Easter!..
~~*SLAINTE*~~
�
Smaointe...
(Thoughts)
Eist le mo chroi,
Go bro a chaoi
Ta me caillte gan tu
's do bhean cheile
An gra mor i do shaol
Threoraigh si me
Bigi liomsa i gconai
La is oiche
Listen to my heart
Sorrowful, alas
I am lost without you
And you're wife
The great Love in your life
She guided me
Be with me always
Day and Night
�
Faoi shuaimhneas, go domain ...
(In a Deep Peace)
Ag caoineadh ar an uaigneas mor
Na deora, go bronach
� Na gcodladh ins an uaigh ghlas chiuin
Faoi shuaimhneas, go domhain...
Lamenting the great loneliness
The sorrowful tears
Asleep in the quiet green grave
In a deep peace...