Turas Siar 381 - Pádraic S. Ó Murchú as an gCartúr ag caint le Máirtín Tom Sheáinín, RnaG: Na bailte áitiúla, a shaol féin, ceird na seibhnéireachta (=siúinéireachta) srl.

Mo mhná ag tarraingt síos ar

My women pulling down on.

An áit sáile is draíochta ins an domhan.

The most magical place by the sea in the world.

Le hailse iad mórthimpeall.

With cancer all around them..

Is na héanacha na céadta.

It is the birds of the hundreds..

An plaiceach a bheas san áit.

The messer who will be in the place..

An Gréasaí An Cléireach

The Shoemaker The Clerk.

An poll bradach is na príosúin le haghaidh na mangaí.

The treacherous hole and the prisons for the thieves..

Is na stácaí

It is the stacks.

Ach anois tá na deora le mo shúile.

But now the tears are in my eyes..

Mé ag smaoineamh ar na daoine amháin.

Me thinking of the people only..

Ár muintir is í scaipthe ar fud na ríochtaí.

Our people are scattered throughout the kingdoms..

Síneadh Trom

Heavy Extension.

Tá mé i mo shuí, mo churach ag barr mine.

I am sitting, my little boat on top of meal...

Fear

Man.

Tá mé a' smaoineamh ar na laochan fadó.

I am thinking about the heroes of long ago..