Deora ar mo chroi de Enya

How beautiful the day and night;
the earth is singing in the wind,
the voices rise and touch the sky
telling all the earth's beleiving,
and in the night skies fall down on me.
And when i move away from view
my voice is singing in the wind,
it rises up to touch the sky
telling all that i believe in,
and from the night earth shall sing,
and from the night earth shall sing,
and from the night earth shall sing again.
Adaptation:-
Ba dheas an la go oiche
na glortha binne i mo thaobh
's aoibhneas i gachait gan gruaim
athas ar mo chroi go deo
he-a-ro
he-a-o-ro
Ma shilaim o na laetha beo
an ghrian 's an ghealach ar mo chul
nil uaim ach smaointe o mo shaoil
deora ar mo chroi go bron
he-a-ro
he-a-o-ro