Cad Chuige Dhíbh Dom' Chiapadh?
why do you torture me?


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Cad Chuige Dhíbh Dom’ Chiapadh?

Cad chuige dhíbh dom’ chiapadh a mhiana mo chroí?
Dom’ chiapadh ‘s dom’ phianadh de ló is d’oích’
Dom’ fhiach mar do fiachófaí fia bocht ar shliabh
Fia bocht fadtuirseach is an chonairt ina dhiaidh?

Níl suaimhneas dom’ phianas in uaigneas na gcnoc
Acht uallgháir na bhfiagaí go huafar le clos
Uallgháir mo mhiansa dom’ fhiach gan spás
‘S a chona craosfhiaclacha is fada bhur rás!

Níl sásamh i ndán do mo mhianaibh lem’ ré
Óir ní sásamh an sásamh do mhianas inné
‘S is cíocraí an chonairt den tsásamh do fuair
‘S go síoraí ní chodlóchod go gcodlaíod san uaigh


Why Do You Torture Me?

Why do you torture me O desires of my heart?
Torturing me and paining me by day and by night
Hunting me as a poor deer would be hunted on a hill
A poor long-wearied deer with the hound-pack after him?

There’s no ease to my paining in the loneliness of the hills
But the cry of the hunters terrifically to be heard
The cry of my desires haunting me without respite
O ravening hounds long is your run!

No satisfying can come to my desires while I live
For the satisfaction I desired yesterday is no satisfaction
And the hound-pack is greedier of the satisfaction it got
And forever I shall not sleep till I sleep in the grave



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