My harp flies to my
And it sings that magic melody.
My harp flies to my,
And it cause sleep for the eternity.

My harp flies to my
And you bring us the happiness.
My harp flies to my,
And it cause the sadness this night.

Dagda and its delighted harp, [bad word] over life and death.

Dagda, God of the earth,
The master of the magic and the war.
Dagda, you protect us and guide us toward the light...
Dagda, plays your harp eternally for us...