I Think Of

Chuamar' na sios go inneall an chre / We went down to the engine of the earth

Chuamar' na sios go imeall an bhri / We went down to the edge of meaning

Chuamar' na sios go preamhancha an tsaoil / We went down to the roots of experience

D'oscail mo schull / My eyes were opened

D'ardaigh mo chroi / My heart was lifted

D'athuraigh an bhri / All sense was twisted

Is dfhagfadh me go buan/ And I was left forever wounded

Cuimhnim ar mo m'hathair / I think of my mother

Cuimhnim ar mo m'athair / I think of my father

Cuimhnim ar na deithe / I think of the gods

Cuimhnim ar mo m'hathair / I think of my mother

Cuimhnim ar mo m'athair / I think of my father

Cuimhnim ar mo cheile / I think of my woman