Fluent Fiction - Irish:
Secrets Unveiled: A Night Hunt in Kilmainham Gaol Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:
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Story Transcript:
Ga: Tá na gaotha ag séideadh go fíochmhar faoin spéir thuaidh, agus tá séasúr an fhómhair lánfásta i mBaile Átha Cliath.
En: The winds are blowing fiercely under the northern sky, and the autumn season is in full swing in Baile Átha Cliath (Dublin).
Ga: Lasmuigh, tá an aimsir clic i Kilmainham Gaol ag scéith mar a siocair de doineanta.
En: Outside, the weather in Kilmainham Gaol is exacerbated by the tempest.
Ga: Bíonn sé mar nach bhfuil ann ach uaireanta oíche déanta d’uaigneas agus fuip.
En: It seems as though there are only night hours made of loneliness and lash.
Ga: Tá Cian agus Aisling ag stánadh isteach sa dorchadas mór, ag cuir uaigneas agus is cosúil go bhfuil na scéalta ón am atá thart ag oscailt roimh a súile.
En: Cian and Aisling are staring into the vast darkness, casting off loneliness, and it appears that stories from the past are unfolding before their eyes.
Ga: "Má tá an teachtaireacht ceilte anseo, caithfimid í a aimsiú," a deir Cian, a shúile ag lonrú le díograis.
En: "If the message is hidden here, we must find it," says Cian, his eyes glowing with fervor.
Ga: Tá sé i gceist aige teacht ar rud éigin ní bhfuair duine ar bith roimhe.
En: He intends to discover something that no one else has before.
Ga: "Is gá dúinn a bheith cúramach," a deir Aisling go glic, ag cogain píosa d’eagna abhaile chuisle a tuilte ag eagla.
En: "We must be careful," says Aisling wisely, chewing on a morsel of wisdom, her heart flooded with fear.
Ga: "Má thagann garda, cad a dhéanfaimid?
En: "If a guard comes, what will we do?"
Ga: "Tá an ghaoth ag casadh níos géire, ag baoite ó na fuinneoga iarainn.
En: The wind is swirling more sharply, baiting from the iron windows.
Ga: Gan choinne, cliseann an chumhacht.
En: Suddenly, the power fails.
Ga: Tá dorchadas lán anois, amhail gur píosa é den oíche féin.
En: Now there's complete darkness, as if it were a piece of the night itself.
Ga: "Ná cás, níl muid caillte," a deir Cian go muiníneach.
En: "Don't worry, we're not lost," says Cian confidently.
Ga: Faigheann sé an fón áit áirithe as a phóca agus lasann lampa beag dubh agus dubhghorm.
En: He retrieves a phone from his pocket and turns on a small black and blue lamp.
Ga: "Seo, seo an dóigh é.
En: "Here, this is the way."
Ga: "Leis an solas ag stiúradh an bhealaigh, siúlann siad tríd na cillíní.
En: With the light guiding the way, they walk through the cells.
Ga: Tá bualadh gaoithe níos troime, scairt na staire clois ag bualadh go géar.
En: The wind's impact is heavier, the shout of history echoing sharply.
Ga: D’fhéadfadh siar-sciathán na hailtire a bheith ina nocht go maith i súile éadomhain an tsaoil.
En: The arch of architecture could be all too evident in the shallow eyes of the world.
Ga: I gcillín amháin, aimsíonn siad scoilte in ucht an bhalla.
En: In one cell, they discover a crack in the wall.
Ga: Tá Cian ag sá suas a lámh agus mothaíonn sé an chlúdach iarainn, roimhe seo gan táille ag baint amach os a chionn.
En: Cian reaches up and feels the iron cover, previously unnoticed above them.
Ga: "Seo é," a deir sé le eitilt chroí.
En: "This is it," he says, heart soaring.
Ga: Go tobann, lasann lampaí Kilmainham agus clóis sonsa cosúil le hochtarsach lá láidir.
En: Suddenly, the lamps of Kilmainham flash on, and the courtyard lights up like a powerful day.
Ga: Lasann an halla réidh le solas úr greenscoth.
En: The hall fills with fresh greenish light.
Ga: Tá scáthanna brúite trasna an úrláir mar ludtha dearmadta i ndán mise.
En: Shadows are cast across the floor like forgotten folds in a poem.
Ga: Tá caintóireacht in aice, agus iarrthóirí ag tíocht ag béicigh.
En: There's chanting nearby, and searchers approaching with shouts.
Ga: Tá an litir ag Cian, iontaise ón seansaol a choinníonn aiseolas ar bhallaí fuara.
En: Cian has the letter, a relic from the old world that keeps a reflection on cold walls.
Ga: Ach ar aghaidh dó, tá an garda béasach le meas, agus dea-smaointe atá a thabhairt do stair.
En: But before him, the guard approaches respectfully, with good intentions for history.
Ga: "Ní gá scannadh," a deir an garda, a súile ag leathnú idir an beirt.
En: "No need for panic," the guard says, eyes widening between the two.
Ga: "Ach am is é am, sul má lasann an bhraistint arís.
En: "But time is limited before the sensation lights again."
Ga: "Amach le hiontas, siúlann Cian agus Aisling as.
En: In surprise, Cian and Aisling walk out.
Ga: Go mall téann séadchomharthaí an seanshaol díreach le haghaidh a lán uaireanta amach.
En: Slowly, the monuments of the past world disperse like a mirage for many hours.
Ga: Labhraíonn Cian leis Aisling, guth lom i leabhar staire.
En: Cian speaks to Aisling in a low voice in a history book.
Ga: "Chabhraigh tú liom, a chairde," a deir sé le teann dílseachta.
En: "You helped me, my friend," he says with deep loyalty.
Ga: "Is fuair mise rud nár chomhroinn mé roimh.
En: "I found something I had never shared before."
Ga: "Gan focal tosaigh, tugann Aisling radharc gliogarnach ar chara.
En: Without a first word, Aisling gives her friend a gleaming look.
Ga: "Feicim anois, tógann scéalta níos faide ná teorainneacha," a deir sí, a gcroí sásta, a n-intinn ar aghaidh, céim ar céim i mbua.
En: "I see now, stories go beyond boundaries," she says, her heart content, her mind moving forward, step by step in triumph.
Vocabulary Words:
- fiercely: go fíochmhar
- tempest: doineanta
- exacerbated: ag scéith
- loneliness: uaigneas
- vast: mór
- unfolding: ag oscailt
- fervor: díograis
- wisely: go glic
- morsel: píosa
- baiting: ag baoite
- swirling: ag casadh
- retrieves: faigheann
- guiding: ag stiúradh
- impact: bualadh
- impact: bualadh
- heavier: níos troime
- echoing: clois
- crack: scoilte
- unnoticed: gan táille
- soaring: eitilt
- greenish: greenscoth
- chanting: caintóireacht
- searchers: iarrthóirí
- relic: iontaise
- respectfully: béasach
- monuments: séadchomharthaí
- gleaming: gliogarnach
- triumph: bua
- sensation: braistint
- approaching: ag tíocht