A Celtic Blessing

May the road rise to meet you,
may the wind be always at your back,
may the sun shine warm upon your face,
may the rains fall soft upon your fields.
Until we meet again,
may God hold you in the hollow of his hand.

Sunday, 17 February 2008

Can you translate this?

Padjyr y Chairn
Ayr ain t'ayns niau:
Casherick dy row dt'ennym.
Dy jig dty reeriaght.
Dty aigney dy row jeant er y thalloo myr te ayns niau.
Cur dooin nyn arran jiu as gagh laa.
As leih dooin nyn loghtyn,
Myr ta shinyn leih dauesyn ta jannoo loghtyn nyn 'oi.
As ny leeid shin ayns miolagh,
Agh livrey shin veih olk
Son lhiats y reeriaght, as y phooar as y ghloyr.
So dy bragh as dy bragh.
Myr shen dy row eh.

The first person to translate this will win a free trip down six flights of stairs.

3 comments:

jAMiE said...

Sheeeeeesh, i haven't a clue...guess no trip for me!

Canadian flake said...

ok all I can say is HUHHHHHHHHH??? lmao

Unknown said...

Good thing I don't want a trip down a flight of stairs! So I won't even try!
Joanne