Tá mé 'mo Shuí (traid.)
 

Tá mé 'mo shuí ó d'éirigh an ghealach aréir,
Ag cur tine síos gan scíth, 's á fadú go géar.
Tá bunadh an tí 'na luí, is tá mise liom féin,
Tá na coiligh ag glaoch, 's an saol ina chodladh ach mé.

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Sheacht mh'anam déag, do bhéal, do mhala 's do ghrua,
Do shúil ghorm ghlé, faoi ar thréigh mé aiteas is suairc.
Le cumha i do dhiaidh, ní léir dom an bealach a shiúil,
Is a chara mo chléibh, tá an saol idir mise 'gus tú.

Deireann lucht léinn gur cloíte an galar an grá,
Níor admhaigh mé féin é, go ndearn' sé mo chroí istigh ' chrá.
Aicíd ró-ghéar, faraor nár sheachain mé í,
Chuir sí arraing is céad go géar trí cheartlár mo chroí.

I am up and awake since the moon arose last night
Putting down a fire, always tending 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. 

Oh how I love your mouth, your eyebrows and your cheeks
Your bright blue eyes for which I've abandoned all happiness
In longing for you I can't see what path to take
Dear friend, there's a world between me and you.

Learned men say that love is a fatal sickness
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.'