Ó lá go lá, mo thuras, An bealach fada romham, Ó oíche go hoíche, mo thuras,na scéalta nach mbeidh a choích'.

From day to day, my journey,
The long pilgrimage before me.
From night to night, my journey,

The stories that will never be again.

...No day, no night, no moment
Can hold me back from trying...




'One day, one night, one moment
My dreams could be tomorrow
One step, one fall, one falter
East or west
Over earth or by ocean
One way to be my journey
This way could be my Book of Days'