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