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They Are Dancing Tonight They are dancing tonight, the fine women Loud is the music, beyond thinking They are out upon the mountain Vodka, by the bottle, drinking! Cider they are guzzling too Popping pills as old hat They are dancing to the beats Who are but seventeen if at all that. When de Valera looks down on them He is happy tonight it does seem They are dancing at the crossroads Not in the way the poor man did dream! This poem in Irish ::: An Dan seo as Gaelige Translation edited by Reiltin Nic Cárthaigh Dúill
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Tá Siad ag Damhsa Anocht Tá siad ag damhsa anocht, na cailíní áileann, Níos faide ná smaointeoireacht , is ard ‘gus mór atá an ceol, Tá siad amuigh ar na sléibhte, Vodka ag an buidéal á ól. Ólann siad cider freisin, Agus taibléidí a chaitheann siad síos, Tá siad ag damhsa go fíán, Cuid acu ach seacht mbliana déag d’aois. Nuair a fhéachann De Bhaldraithe síos orthu, Tá áthas air anocht, Tá said ag damhsa ag an gcrosbóthar, Mar i mbrionglóidí an fear bocht. This poem in English ::: An Dan seo as Bearla Translation edited by Reiltin Nic Cárthaigh Dúill