Don Oíche Úd I mBeithil (That Night In Bethlehem) - Celtic Woman

Don oíche úd i mBeithil, beidh tagairt ar ghréin go brách

Don oíche úd i mBeithil go dtáinig an Bhréithir slán;

Tá gríosghrua ar spéarthaibh 's an talamh 'na chlúdach bán;

Féach Íosagán sa chléibhín, 's an Mhaighdean 'Á dhiúl le grá

Ar leacain lom an tsléibhe go nglacann na haoirí

Scóth Nuair in oscailt ghil na spéire tá

Teachtaire Dé ar fáil;

Céad glóire anois don Athair i bh

Flaitheasaibh thuas go hard!

Is feasta fós ar talamh d’fhearaibh dea-mhéin' siocháin!

For that night in Bethlehem, there will always be a reference to the sun

That night in Bethlehem the Judge survived;

The heavens and the earth are a white blanket;

See Iosagán in the cradle, and the Virgin 'Sucking with love

On the bare slopes of the mountain the shepherds take

Scooth When in the clear opening of the horizon there is

God's Messenger available;

First glory now to the Father in b

Sovereign above!

There is still more ground for men of goodwill and peace!