The Song Of Amergin

I am the wind on the sea Am gaeth i m-muir I am the stormy wave Am tond trethan I am the sound of the ocean Am fuaim mara I am the bull with seven horns Am dam secht ndirend I am the hawk on the cliff face Am séig i n-aill I am the sun's tear Am dér gréne I am the beautiful flower Am cain lubai I am the boar on the rampage Am torc ar gail I am the salmon in the pool Am he i l-lind I am the lake on the plain Am loch i m-maig I am the defiant word Am brí a ndai I am the spear charging into battle Am gái i fodb fras feochtu I am the god who put fire in your head Am dé delbas do chind codnu Who made the trails through stone mountains Coiche nod gleith clochur slébe Who knows the age of the moon Cia on co tagair aesa éscai Who knows where the setting sun rests Cia du i l-laig fuiniud gréne Who took the cattle from the house of the warcrow Cia beir buar o thig tethrach Who pleases the warcrow's cattle Cia buar tethrach tibi What bull, what god created the mountain skyline Cia dám, cia dé delbas faebru a ndind ailsiu The cutting word, the cold word Cáinte im gai, cainte gaithe