An Blás Muimhneach Book II

Apologies for the lack of fadas.

Gleann Beag Lach an Cheoil


Is thuas in uachtar Eireann aigh,
Ta an baile is aille clo,
Mar a dtaithnionn re is realta 'gnath,
Is an ghrian go samh 'om dhoigh;
Mar a mbionn an fear 'na slaoda ag fas,
O Shamhain go lar an Fhomhair,
Nil baile in Eirinn fein chomh brea,
Le Gleann Beag Each an Cheoil.

Ni annamh me liom fein a ra,
Nuair a bhim go tnath 6 ghno;
Gur greanta neat' i sceimh na mban,
Bhi ann ar fail is me og;
Bhiodh tuile threan ins gach aon tsruthan,
Go ladhar an da Abhainn Mhoir,
Gan droichead cabhas na fiu an chlochan,
I nGIeann Beag Each an Cheoil.

Ba dhuinne fein ba cheasta cas,
On scoil ag tracht um noin,
An tsruil 6 thaobh go taobh bheith lan,
'S an saol fe bhaistigh sheoidh:
Ach ba lufar easca ar seirse ar bhan,
Gan fallaing scail na broig,
Is preabadh anall thar abhainn gan scath,
'Dti Gleann Beag Lach an Cheoil.

Ag aoireacht gamhan sa tSamhradh samh,
Cois abhann ar bhanta feoir,
Dob aoibhinn liom, is leabhar im laimh,
'S me ag scrudu danta's 'eoil;
Bheadh seanchaiocht san oiche ar fail
Is comharsain aille fos,
Is ceol is rince is fior-amhrain
I nGIeann Beag Lach an Cheoil.

Go mairid slid fe chlu san ait,
Go Gaelach gramhar coir;
Is a bhaile is duchas duinn thar each,
Go rabhair gan chaim go deo;
Ar dteanga fein fe reim go brach,
Is saoirs' ag Clar Loire Oighe;
’Gus guim Mac De go bhfaighe me bas,
I nGleami Beag Lach an Cheoil.