poem in Irish

Ta an blathanna lofa sa ghairdin,

there are rotten flowers in the garden,

Ta an dorcha sa speir,

The sky is dark,

Ta an taibhse sa theach,

there are ghosts in the house,

Ta an ghrian iseal sa speir,

the sun is low in the sky,

Ach nios gile an tinne,

but brighter than fire.

The End

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