Tuesday, November 25, 2008

:: End Theme  ::
soundcheck : Rika Muranaka - The Best is Yet to Come

An cuimhin leat an gra 
cra croi an ghra;

Nil anois ach ceol na h-oiche 
taim siorai i ngra;

Leannain le smal,
Leannain le smal,

Lig leis agus beidh leat,
Lig leis agus beidh gra.

Culmhne leat an t-am nuair, 
a bhi tu sasta?
An culmhne, leat an t-am Nuair, 
a bhi tu ag gaire.

Ta, an saol iontach,
ma chreideann tu ann.
Tug aghaidi ar an saol is,
sonas siorai inar measc.

Ceard a tharla, 
do na laethanta sin,
Ceard a tharla, 
do na h-oicheanta sin.

An culmhin leat, an t-am Nuair, 
a bhi tu faol bhron.

An cuimhin leat, an t-am,
Go siorai sileadh na ndeor.

An ormsa, no orainne, 
a bhi an locht.

Ag mothu, caiite, s'ar fan, 
cen fath, an t-achrann is.
Sileadh, na ndeor, ta ailleacht,
Sa saol ma chuardaionn tu e.
Ta glionda s saol, cuadaimis e.

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spoken. at 9:51 AM



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