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Nach minic cheana a chuala muid gur aisteach an mac é an saol,An té a shíleas a bheith cneasta, nach air a bhíos an t-ionadh, Is rud a bhí sa targaireacht nó tháinig ó na naoimh, Is fiafraigh de Pheait Sheáin Ainde é, fear a chonaic an dá shaol.
Ní chloisfí amuigh ar Fhraoch-Oileán é agus an curach tagtha i dtír, Marach an torann a bhí ag an buidéil a bhí sa seanchliabh ar a dhroim, Ní raibh a fhios aige go raibh aon ghardaí an taobh seo de Bhleán Rí, Bhí siad ag éirí as gach scailp aige mar a d’éireodh an slua sí.
Is casadh Micheal Pheaidí dhom, an fear is foghlamtha sa tír, Sé an bharúil a bhí aige nár tógadh é mar go raibh an fharraige thar cionn, Nuair a d’iompaigh taoille trá air é le stoirm gaoth aneas, Go mbeidh dúshlán an Dún Aonghus é a thógáil sa bpoll glas.
Is chuala mé ag dul tharam go raibh sé ag brath ar éirí as, Go raibh contract aige ag pláistéaracht ar chúig chéad punt an teach, Dheamhan baraille ná gráta a shocrós sé níos mó, Mara bhfaighidh sé caiseal seachmaill nó Ortha an Dul Amú.
Is a Pheait, dhá dtógfá an t-amharc, nach thú a gheobhadh an reward, Bheadh straidhpeannaí gan cuntas ort ó do thóin go dtí do cheann, Bheadh license le fáil ón Super agat is a bhriseadh hurricán, Dhéanfaí statue thiar ar Ghólaim dhíot a mbeadh cuimhne againn ort go brách.
Not occasions we heard that strange son's life, the person I thought to be gentle, not him I was the wonder, is what was in targaireacht or came from the saints, is ask Pheait John Ainde is, the man saw his life.
Not chloisfí out of heather-Island and the coracle has landed, without a boat the noise of the bottles were in seanchliabh on his back, did not he know that there were any guards this side of the milking King, They were he quit all cleft may arise as the fairies.
Michael is turning Pheaidí me, the most learned man in the country, six of the opinion that he had not been built as the sea was brilliant, when it turned tide beach is a south wind storm, That challenge Dun Aengus to build a green hole.
I heard is going past me that he relied on the resignation, May Contract him at five hundred pounds pláistéaracht the house, there was not a fixed barrels or grate it over, Marine receives caiseal illusions or Collect the waste.
Is Pheait, two could take the view, that you are to receive the reward, would straidhpeannaí unaccounted you from your ass to your head, would License available from Super you have to break hurrican, would statue west of Ghólaim thee to We need a forever memory.
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