May I share a translation of a well known and loved poem from the Irish (By a Fr Brown !)

VALPARISO

A ship came in from Valpariso,
loosed her halyards in the cove,
'Twas her name that set me dreaming
of sunny climes and treasure trove.

"Come", she said, "and let us travel
far from mist and foggy climes,
to where beneath the far blue Andes
a hidden jewel-bright city shines"

But I was young and would not follow
hope, untested still, I bore
Wordly fame and fortune beckoned
that no roving life could hold.

Long departed oér the oceans
she, with golden masts and spars
logged her story on night's parchment,
high among the brightest stars.

Someday she'll return I fancy,;
The lime-white city I shall see,
by the quiet Pacific Ocean,
God, I almost do believe.


This is a translation by my brother of the poem that many Irish people of "a certain age" learned by rote in schooldays, that went...

Tháaig long ó Va;pariso,
Schaoileadh téad a sheóil sa chuan...etc..

Sorry, I love that poem.