Text: Russell Watson. Saylon Dola (With Maire Brennan).
Suaimhneas geal i mo chroise,
Mo ghra go beo leo, mo ghra go deo leo.
Anam shaor seo, ag fagail talamh,
Saeolfaidh me, anamnacht leo.
Solas mo chroi go samh leat
Tabhair dom an spiorad, in Saylon Dola.
Eist le croithe, ar bharr na dtonnta,
Ta tu 'mo threoru, deireadh an lae. (x2)
Suaimhneas, i bpairc na laetha,
Ca bhfuil na deora, a ghlan mo smaointe?
An mbeidh eagla ort? 'Nois nil tu muscailte (silent 'te')
Foscail mo shuile, siochan mo hanam.
Solas mo chroi go samh leat,
Tabhair dom an spiorad, in Saylon Dola.
Eist le croithe, ar bharr na dtonnta,
Ta tu 'mo threoru, deireadh an lae (x2)
Mo ghra go beo leo, mo ghra go deo leo.
Anam shaor seo, ag fagail talamh,
Saeolfaidh me, anamnacht leo.
Solas mo chroi go samh leat
Tabhair dom an spiorad, in Saylon Dola.
Eist le croithe, ar bharr na dtonnta,
Ta tu 'mo threoru, deireadh an lae. (x2)
Suaimhneas, i bpairc na laetha,
Ca bhfuil na deora, a ghlan mo smaointe?
An mbeidh eagla ort? 'Nois nil tu muscailte (silent 'te')
Foscail mo shuile, siochan mo hanam.
Solas mo chroi go samh leat,
Tabhair dom an spiorad, in Saylon Dola.
Eist le croithe, ar bharr na dtonnta,
Ta tu 'mo threoru, deireadh an lae (x2)
Russell Watson