Grá Rúnda

Ba bhreá liom gan 'bheith
Chomh aineolach is atáim
Ar scéalta ársa eipicí
Na laochra is a naimhde
A deirtear go mhaireadar
Sa tír seo fadó,

Go mbeadh tuiscint agam
Ar na n-aibhneacha 's na sléibhte,
Ar na n-oileáin 's na lochanna,
Ar turasanna thar na dtonnta,
Ar chogaí idir fórsaí
De bharr ghrá idir beirt nó triúir,

Ar an ngrá rúnda féin
Is ar chonas gurb fhéidir
É a rá is a scaoileadh
Nó é chrá is a éalú.

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