From:
[Irish (Gaeilge) Translation]
deora ar mo chroi
Ba dheas an la go oiche
Na glortha binne i mo thaobh
īS aoibhneas i gach ait gan gruaim
Athas ar mo chroi go deo
He-a-ro
He-a-o-ro
Ma shiulaim o na laetha beo
An ghrian īs an ghealach ar mo chul
Nil uaim ach smaointe o mo shaoil
Deora ar mo chroi go bron
He-a-ro
He-a-ro
He-a-o-ro
tears on my heart
It was beautiful all day [1]
The sweet voices by my side
And beauty without dispair everywhere
Joy in my heart forever
He-a-ro
He-a-o-ro
If I walk from the alive days
The sun and the moon behind me [2]
Iīll only need thoughts from my life
Tears sorrowfully on my heart
He-a-ro
He-a-ro
He-a-o-ro
[Adaptation by Roma Ryan]
tears on my heart
How beautiful the day and night;
the earth is singing in the wind,
the voices rise and touch the sky
telling all the earthīs believing,
and in the night sighs fall down,
and from the skies sighs fall down on me.
And when I move away from view
my voice is singing in the wind,
it rises up to touch the sky
telling all that I believe in,
and from the night earth shall sing,
and from the night earth shall sing,
and from the night earth shall sing again.
Translate to:
[Irish (Gaeilge) Translation]
deora ar mo chroi
Ba dheas an la go oiche
Na glortha binne i mo thaobh
īS aoibhneas i gach ait gan gruaim
Athas ar mo chroi go deo
He-a-ro
He-a-o-ro
Ma shiulaim o na laetha beo
An ghrian īs an ghealach ar mo chul
Nil uaim ach smaointe o mo shaoil
Deora ar mo chroi go bron
He-a-ro
He-a-ro
He-a-o-ro
tears on my heart
It was beautiful all day [1]
The sweet voices by my side
And beauty without dispair everywhere
Joy in my heart forever
He-a-ro
He-a-o-ro
If I walk from the alive days
The sun and the moon behind me [2]
Iīll only need thoughts from my life
Tears sorrowfully on my heart
He-a-ro
He-a-ro
He-a-o-ro
[Adaptation by Roma Ryan]
tears on my heart
How beautiful the day and night;
the earth is singing in the wind,
the voices rise and touch the sky
telling all the earthīs believing,
and in the night sighs fall down,
and from the skies sighs fall down on me.
And when I move away from view
my voice is singing in the wind,
it rises up to touch the sky
telling all that I believe in,
and from the night earth shall sing,
and from the night earth shall sing,
and from the night earth shall sing again.