Текст и перевод песни Corvus Corax - Lá í mbealtaine

Lá í mbealtaine

Cétemain, cain cucht
Rée rosaír ran
Canait luin laí d lain
Día laí (grían) gái n-gann
Gairid cuí chrúaid den:
Is fo-chen sam saír:
Sui did sine serb
Im-bi cerb caill chraíb
Lengait fainnle fúas:
(Im-said) crúas cíuil (cróich)
For-beir mes máeth meth:
(Innisid loth l oíth)
Labraid tragna trén
Canai d ess n-ard n-úag
Fáilti do (thoinn) té
Táinic lúachra lúad

Lá í mbealtaine

My love, with the fair tresses,
My crimson rose,
The blackbird sings a merry lay,
The sun shines bright this May
A keen wind blows the trees,
You are my summer's ease,
You are my sweetest wine,
Your heart is close to mine,
Your fingers pluck a tune;
(I listen) full of love (and joy)
I bring you honey mead,
(And tell you tales in the heat)
My warrior, my stronghold,
I sing to you so bold,
Welcome to my (bosom), my love,
You have come from afar.