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I'm sitting at the moon last night
Putting it down forever and quickly
It's dawning and I'm alone
The roosters are calling to sleep but I
I miss your mouth, your eyebrows and your cheek
Your bright blue eyes forsaken me © siñanch na lúb
With longing for you, I don't know the way to walk
You are my friend on the left side of the mountains
Readers conclude that the disease is the love
My friend admitted it and I asked her if any lock would release love
She said quietly in calm, hazy words
'The love that comes from the heart is never released'
[English translation:]
I am sitting up since the moon arose last night
Putting down a fire again and again and keeping it lit
The family is in bed and here am I by myself,
The cocks are crowing and the country is asleep but me.
I love your mouth, your eyebrows and your cheeks
Your bright blue eyes for whose sake I stopped hunting the wily fox
In longing for you I cannot see to walk the road
Friend of my bosom, the mountains lie between me and you.
Learned men say that love is a fatal illness
I never admitted it until now that my heart is broken:
It's a very painful illness, alas, I have not avoided it,
And it sends a hundred arrows through the core of my heart.
I met a fairy woman at the Rath of Beal an Atha
I asked her would any key unlock the love in my heart
And she said in soft simple language
'When love enters the heart it will never be driven from it'.