Brighid’s Kiss / Gabhaim Molta Bríde

Inspired by the Gaelic song, Gabhaim Molta Bríde, in honour of Brighid of Faughart in County Louth.

New words by Fiona O’Connor
Music by Eithne Ní Uallacháin

Gabhaim molta Bríde
Ionmhain i le hÉirinn,
Ionmhain le gach tír í,
Molaimis go léir í.

Lóchrann geal na Laighneach
Soilsiú feadh na tíre
Ceann ar óghaibh Éireann
Ceann na mban ar míne.

Tig an gheimhreadh dian dubh
Gearradh lena ghéire;
Ach ar Lá le Bríde
Gar dúinn Earrach Éireann.

I praise Brighid
Beloved of Ireland,
Beloved of all lands
We all praise her.

Bright torch of Leinster
throughout the land
Irish women cherish her,
As do all fine women.

harsh dark Winter comes
Cutting with it’s sharpness
But on Brighid’s Day
Ireland’s Spring is near.

Brighid of the sunrise
Rising in the morning
Rising with the Springtime
Greening all the land.

See you in the soft cloud,
See you in the raindrop,
See you in the winds of change
Blowing through the land.

You the red eared white cow,
Nourishing the people,
Nourish now the hunger
Souls longing in our land.

Bird that is unfolding,
Now the time’s apon us,
Only have we eyes to see
Your Epiphany.


Brighid’s Kiss

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