February - Ardoigh me mo Sheoil

 Lark swings alone in the ice ...

Lark swings alone in the ice ...

First day of February ... in Ireland the first day of Spring ... I would raise my sail now, head west .... (Mise Raifteiri an File ... ) ....but soon, soon ....

"Cill Aodáin"    English translation below  

Anois teacht an earraigh

beidh an lá ag dul chun síneadh,

Is tar éis na féil Bríde

ardóidh mé mo sheol.

Ó chuir mé i mo cheann é

ní chónóidh me choíche

Go seasfaidh mé síos

i lár Chontae Mhaigh Eo.

I gClár Chlainne Mhuiris

A bheas mé an chéad oíche,

Is i mballa taobh thíos de

A thosaigh mé ag ól.

Go Coillte Mách rachaidh

Go ndéanfadh cuairt mhíosa ann

I bhfogas dhá mhíle

Do Bhéal an Átha Mhóir

Now coming of the Spring

the day will be lengthening,

and after St. Bridget's Day

I shall raise my sail.

Since I put it into my head

I shall never stay put

until I shall stand down

in the center of County Mayo.

In Claremorris' family

I will be the first night,

and in the wall on the side below it

I will begin to drink.

to Kiltimagh (Magh's Woods) I shall go

until I shall make a month's visit there

two miles close

to Aghamore.