Gabhaim molta Bride Ionmhain í le hÉireann Ionmhain le gach tír í Molaimis go léir í I will sing praise to Brigid Beloved is she in Eirinn Beloved is she in all lands Let us all praise her Bright torch of Leincester Shining throughout the land Pride of youth of Eirinn Pride of gentle women Dark the house of Winter Cutting with its sharpness But on the Eve of Brigid Spring is near to Eirinn