Brian Boru [English translation]

Like the song of the stones

That resonates in the silence

Like the water that winds

And rumbles under me

You know I will come back

To the land of my childhood

To the land of dreams,

Of fairies and kings

There my love,

Far from the city

It's colder

And the days are fragile

Summer mist,

The spiers of the islands

You will see,

I will go there

Like Brian Boru,

King of Ireland

I'll set sail

And give up my weapones

Brian Boru,

Soon I will be back

To the Celtic lands