I'll dance from the grave
I'll not have it said
"Brian Boru shared his bed
With long, red, unlucky locks"
He was loved, I was
Kept away from the dark

And I laid down
With many men
My heart's been stretched
To the Earth's end

Serenade me the last time
Stretch the night as you do your spine [?]
By milky white
Silky my skin
To where nobody's been
But you've been

My brother and son
They want you gone
They've offered me up to the unknown
Saying I'm bad luck, Brian
It's dangerous lyin'
Beside mе
It's not luck, Brian
I know things

In grieving, I've been
Battled in rings of firе
In grieving, black dress
In my silky white attire
I'll be seeing you soon

I'm affected by the moon

In another world, love
There's a better world for us
I'll dance from the grave
I'll not have it said

"Brian Boru laid his head
With long, red, unlucky locks"
He was loved, I was
Kept away from the dark

[Closing title]
Gormlaith ingen Murchada
960- 1030 AD