(8) Barefoot (from Year of the Goddess)

by Gabriel Rosenstock

English version by Gabriel Rosenstock
Original Language Irish & English

Tá an ghealach ina luí ar a droim
Glan ar meisce
Coimeádann sí na héin ina ndúiseacht
I dteanga iasachta atá a ngiob geab
Sníonn abhainn airgeadúil in aghaidh na fána,
Iompraíonn scáil na sceiche gile léi,
Taoi amuigh ag siúl, ní foláir, cosnochta

The moon lies on her back
Mad drunk
Keeping the birds awake
They chat in a foreign tongue
A silvery river flows up the slope
Bearing with it the reflection of a fairy bush
You must be out walking, in Your bare feet

-- from Bliain an BhandŽ - Year of the Goddess, by Gabriel Rosenstock

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