Éistibh a luchd an tighe-se
re scél na mbod bríoghmhar
do shanntaich mo chridhe-sa
cuid dana scéalaibh do sgríobhadh.
Cé líonmhor bod bréagh-bhileach
do bhí san aimsir romhainn
tá aig fear an úird chrábhaidh seo
bod as cho mór righinn.
Bod mo shagairt thuarasdail
cé tá cho fada seasmhach
o tha céin ní chualabhair
an reabh atá ina mhacan.
Atá a riabh ro-reamhar
an sin ’s ní h-é scéal bréagach
nocha [chuala] cho-reamhar
mhotha bhod arís. Éistibh. |
Listen, people of this house,
to the tale of the powerful penis
which has made my heart greedy.
I will write some of the tale.
Although many beautiful tree-like penises
have been in the time before,
this man of the religious order
has a penis so big and rigid.
The penis of my household priest,
although it is so long and firm,
the thickness of his manhood
has not been heard of for a long time.
That thick drill of his,
and it is no word of a lie,
never has its thickness been heard of
or a larger penis. |
