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「 Spells of the Flowers 」
Whispers rise from the meadow’s bed, Secrets bloom where the wild grows. Petals weave an untold story, Their magic spreads far and wide.
Moonlight dances on velvet leaves, The marsh sighs with every movement. Deep within, the forest breathes, An enchantment fills the air, Pulling the heart with a delicate thread.
Spells of the flowers Draw me close. I hear a single sweet whisper, Colors collide in a swirling storm, A world reborn where dreams are warm.
Dewdrops hold the sighs of morning, Echoes linger as clouds drift by. Every flower whispers a secret name, Their souls bound in a quiet flame.
The garden sings like an ancient song, A melody where we all belong. Light weaves protection into the land, Lost in the magic we once found.
Spells of the flowers Draw me close. I hear a single sweet whisper, Colors collide in a swirling storm, A world reborn where dreams are warm.
「 Irish (Gaeilge) 」
Éiríonn cogarnaí ó leaba na móinéir, Rúin faoi bhláth áit a bhfuil an fiáin. Déanann peitil scéal gan insint, Ina n-arm, leathnaíonn an draíocht.
Damhsaí gealán na gealaí ar duilleoga veilbhit, Bogann an mhóin ag osna, An foraois ag análú, Glaonn an draíocht orm. Fillteann sé an t-aer, Croí a tharraingt le ribe tairisceana.
Geasa na bláthanna, Tarraingíonn siad in aice liom. Cromán milis amháin a chloisim, Imbhuaileann dathanna i stoirm swirling, Domhan a rugadh arís ina bhfuil na brionglóidí te.
Cloíonn drúchtíní osna na maidine, Maireann macallaí agus na scamaill ag sileadh. Cogar gach bláth ainm rúnda, Anamacha ina gceangal ina lasair chiúin.
Is cosúil le amhrán ársa an gairdín, Amhrán a bhfuil muid go léir muintearas. Cosnaíonn solas ar an talamh fite, Caillte sa draíocht a fuaireamar uair amháin.
Geasa na bláthanna, Tarraingíonn siad in aice liom. Cromán milis amháin a chloisim, Imbhuaileann dathanna i stoirm swirling, Domhan a rugadh arís ina bhfuil na brionglóidí te.