Mac Rí Chonnacht

Sláinte na háille is gile ná an ghléigil'

A toast of beauty brighter than the pure whiteness

ní fhágfaidh mé seo

I will not leave this.

go n-insí mé scéal

that I may tell a story

chuaigh sé amach lá amháin a cíoch

He went out one day to a breast.

agus casann sé i ngar dhó

and he turns near him.

bheannaigh siad dá chéile

they greeted each other.

le prapadh cárthaigh rí chonnachta

with the rush of the king of Connacht's chariot

is cuma liom

I don't care.

tá dhá chraobh chonnachta

there are two Connacht championships

shuigh siad síos

they sat down.

bhoil

Well

féin

self

aige

at him

go deo

forever

beidh tú cloigeann gabhair a chur ar mo mháthair

you will put a goat's head on my mother.