Turas Siar 229 - Pádraic Ó Maolruaidh as Leitir Fhinín (R.I.P.) agus Pádraic S. Ó Murchú as an gCartúr: ag plé seanfhocla agus seanráite, sneachta vs sreacht’, ceist faoin gcapall, amharc an ghiorria, madadh vs gadhar, an focal “stáid”, an cosán dearg.

Thug mé liom cheithre tho abhaile agus chuir mé isteach faoin gcearc iad agus bhí sí istigh i gcliabh agus

I brought four eggs home with me and I put them under the hen and she was inside in a basket and.

Bhí

Was.

Brat as an céad figiúr ariamh.

A cloak from the very first figure ever..

Agus faoi cheann dhá lá.

And after two days..

D'airigh mé na héanacha beaga.

I heard the little birds..

Sórt bloganna, an dtuigeann tú, agus bhíodar tagtha amach as na blaoscaireacha.

A kind of blogs, you understand, and they had come out of the bubbles..

Hea!

Hey!.

agus

and.

Thóg mé an brat uaithi agus

I took the cloak from her and.

Tháinig sí féin amach as an gcliabh amach ar an ar an urlár agus nuair a d'fhéach mé síos.

She herself came out of the basket onto the floor and when I looked down...

Bhí na

They were.

héanacha uilig tagtha amach agus na na héanacha a bhí sa gCiarraí a chuir mé fúithi.

All the birds have come out and the birds that were in Kerry that I settled among.

By dad.

By dad..

Ba biontach ab aisteach an rud é, an dtuigeann tú dearfa, sé an lá féin í, an bhfuil fhios agat?

It was a strange and wonderful thing, do you understand for sure, it is the very day itself, do you know?

Nach tráthúil an chaoi ar tharla sé?

Isn’t it timely the way it happened?