An Cailleach Béara

I wish I could withstand what the coast does
And my erosion was a slower process
A million years of weathering
Parallels women's strength

A land that bore our mothers
An earth that slowly crumbles beneath us
Transforming year to year
Until the darkness engulfs us

Ebb tide to me
As to the sea
The wave of the great sea is speaking
The water buries us with it
I do not look to welcome today

I wish I could withstand what the coast does
And my erosion was a slower process
A million years of weathering
Parallels women's strength

Ebb tide to me
As to the sea
The wave of the great sea is speaking
The winter is striking us with it
I do not look to welcome today

As the earth sleeps
We struggle to breathe