Paroles et traduction Corvus Corax - Na láma-sa

Na láma-sa

Ro loiscit na lama-sa.
Ro coiscit na gnima-sa.
Thu chúai d tuile, táinic tráig
Of bái d na briga-sa
A-tlochor don Dúilam ain
Fuar sochor co sáirme dair
Tr FATA mo of Lá I m bethai d'zaig
Ro of bà úair co h áillemail
Rop-sam áille airechta
Fuar mná táide tabarta
NI of tláith a-tú ic trial don bith
Ro scáich B'rith rabarta mo
In brúarán becc brisi siu
Don trúagán trúag troiscthe-sea
Me ar cloich de, me ar cnáim
Me ar in láim loiscthi-sea

Na láma-sa

You have burned my hands.
You have burned my deeds.
You poured out water, a beach appeared
From the flow of your tears
For the sake of that Dulaim woman
I found beauty in a noble visage
And FATA protected me from the day I was born
Until I passed a time in beauty with you
Most fair and noble
I found a woman who satisfied my art
And who is not low-born, worthy of kings
Brit has ravaged my entrails
In the little chest that presses against you
For the sake of the wanderer who is wretched, heavy
I am on a stone, on a bone
I am on the hand that was burned