| As Gaeilge
Gabhaim Molta Bride
Ionmhain í le hÉireann,
Ionmhain le gach tír í
Molaimis go léir í
Lóchrann geal na Laighneach
‘Soilsiú feadh na tire
Ceann ar óghaibh Éireann
Ceann na mban ar míne
Tig an gheimhreadh dian dubh
Gearradh lena ghéire,
Ach ar Lá ‘le Bríde
Gar dúinn Earrach Éireann |
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Phonetics
Gow-am multa Bree-ja
Un-oon ill-eh hairing
Un-oon le goch tcheer eee
Mull-a-meesh guh lyair eee
Loch-ran gyal nah lie-knock
Sul-shoe yal nah tcheera
Kyann err owe-iv Airing
Kyann na mon err min-ya
Tig un gear-uh jean doo
Gyar-a le-nah yeara
Och err law le Bree-ja
Gar doing are-och Airing |
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English
I praise Brigid
Beloved in Ireland
Beloved in all countries
Let us all praise her
The bright torch of Leinster
Shining throughout the country
The pride of Irish youth
The pride of our gentle women
The house of winter is very dark
Cutting with its sharpness
But on Brigid’s Day
Spring is near to Ireland |