I have not slept
Since the moon lit the heavens last night
Just setting the fire
And stroking the ember to light
The household's retired
And I am left here to sigh
The roosters are crowing
All the world is asleep barring I

My soul is enthralled with your mouth
Your face and your brow
For your sparkling blue eyes
I abandoned contentment and glee
Due to longing for you
I'm unable to travel the way
Oh friend of my bosom
The hills come between me and you

Wise men proclaim that
Lovesickness cna leave one unwell
I did not believe it
Until my poor heart came under its spell
A malaise in my craze
I failed to ignore
With a hundred and more aching pangs
It's pierced my heart to the core

I met a banshee
By the Fairyrath near Ballina
I asked her politely
If one could be cured of this "grá"
And she answered me kindly
In tones so simple and low
"Once it sets in the heart
It cannot be freed evermore"