Fén Ghír/Verse

Tel ne bhoc me ghal
Óthóró! Tel ralath me gil! Tel ghon me Félút ba ínil! Tel fhétem tol ír cóbh Cédil ba adí! Tel óran gon gal cur tol rí!

Té di cór én ditol med. On lé bér lech me di cóbh óred, Té délag na moca ítibh cu di ba rín, Ne cuc di dó íc me ét cín me én con ce dín.

Let The Sun Not Rise.
Oohoohoo, Let iron shout Let wake Faelute&apos;s Sword Let all lands burn &apos;neath the bird of Sedil. Let us die by day&apos;s wake

I have but one wish To drink well until the end, So with these words and whiskey in my heart. No earthly thing shall take me from here.

Let Day Not Come: Rhyming Translation
Oohoohoo, Let the iron call out Let sleeping heroes raise a shout Let Odin&apos;s ravens see but flame Let us die before the day has came

This alone is what I think; For tonight, just let me drink. While I still hold this whiskey in hand, Let none take me from this land.

Délag ba Gécir
Té ag lú geb dhem. Té lú ítá cébh balem. On ratic di me fédel, Bhé thé at me égel?

Délag! Dél ba gen! En té ag bhen bér cór tol labhen Té bénan cór balin na dol Té rún del ít cór tol.

Whiskey&apos;s Song
It&apos;s a long way. Much lies between me and my home. If dryness strikes, What is there?

Whiskey! Life&apos;s Water! The greatest thing in all the town. A friend to weak and strong, Loved by all!

Péladí ba Gécir
Gécir di ba éndhí del di me péladí pon di ba tenira. Té ítibh cu éndhí ba gécira,

Nég bérad lenár Níl pél nilár In gécir tol ítibh me aradón Tel calím me di ce én chon.

Blackbird&apos;s song.
A blackbird sings of my youth to me for to get my bread. They are songs of youth.

The flowing white rivers The high black caverns All these things the harp sings of, I cannot forget one.