Ag breacadh an lae do chumar ag siúl aoibhneas an tsaoil amach romhainn clocha draíochta chomh geal lenár súile casán ag glioscarnach dúinn Suaimhneas na coillte is ceol inár gcroíthe macalla fuaim an tsrutháin duilleoga fómhar mar ghuth ar an ngaoth sé nádúr is cúis lenár ngrá
At break of day we went strolling with the treasures of the world lying ahead, Magic stones as bright as our eyes lighting a path before us The peace of the woods was music to our hearts echoing the sound of the streams, Autumn leaves – the voice on the wind as nature is the source of our love
A’ taisteal sa choill seo ar fán is ar fuaidreamh réalta geala eolais ag lonradh don rí A’ taisteal sa choill seo ar fán is ar fuaidreamh clocha bána ag lasadh ár slí
Bright stars of knowledge shining for the king Travelling in this forest like a lost soul, Lovely visions in the secret garden of dreams floating all around us
Anois tá réalta a’ rince sa spéir is an saol ina gcodladh go sámh aislingí áille i ngairdín mo rún brionglóidí thart orainn ar snámh Súile síor lasta le solas súile faoi gheasa na rún taibhreamh ar sheoda an ghairdín iontais nach sceithfear go buan
Now stars are dancing in the sky while the world is quietly sleeping, Beautiful dreams in the garden of my love Bright stones lighting our way Eyes ever shining with light Eyes under a secret spell Dreaming of the jewels in the garden of wonders that will never be revealed