Sruth Na Sionainne Poem by Matt Mooney
Sruth Na Sionainne
Tá gnúis ghlé na Sionainne
Chomh mín is comh réidh,
Bainne nua blite í mbáisín
Láimh le Gleann Chorbraí;
Tá glioscarnach na gréine,
Taréis di éirí, ag preansáil
Ar uisce na beatha dúinne:
Dath an airgid uirthí anois
Idir seo is Contae an Chláir
Is í ar a bealach siar amach
Chun géilleadh don ghlao-
Tarraingt tréan na farraige
Thar Bhéal ar chlé, ag súil
Le spraoi i measc na dtonn.
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