Sean Mac an Bheatha

"Dona go leor" a deir sé, "céard a dheanas mé?"

"Bad enough" he says, "what will I do?"

fód a deir sé tiontaí agat

sod, he said, turned

agus tabhar leat do chrann

and take your pole with you

Éirigh a deir sé. An coirce a chuir tú inné tá sé sé troithe ar airde

Get up he says. The oats you planted yesterday are six feet high.

"níl fáil ar bith air" a deir sé

"couldn't do better" he says.

Bhí an t-athair amuigh

The father was outside

isteach i gcraiceann an dreancaid.

into the skin of the flea.

ar deireadh chainic sé cnoc mór i lár an bhóthair

finally he saw a big hill in the middle of the road

téirí isteach insa ngarraí beag

go into the small garden

Fuair sé an crann, chuir sé trasnaí ar a ghualainn é.

He got the pole, put it across his shoulder.

agus gabh amach agus croith coirce ins an ngarraí beag

and go out and shake oats in the small garden.

Isteach leis an gearrbhodach ina dhiaidh.

In with the little fellow after him.

ar deireadh chonaic sé crann saileog.

at last he saw a willow tree.

agus bhí an stoca deiridh

and the last stook

Tháinig sé isteach abhaile.

He came home.