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Fluent Fiction - Irish: Serendipity in Song: A Duo's Poetic Melody Blooms
Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:
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Story Transcript:
Ga: I lár an bhríceanna ollmhór de Temple Bar, bhí an domhantarraingt láidir de St. Patrick's Day le sonrú ar gach cúinne.
En: In the heart of the bustling bricks of Temple Bar, the strong gravity of St. Patrick's Day could be felt on every corner.
Ga: Tintreach ceoil, fothram craicinn, agus scaipthe ag gáire cois na sráidanna a bhí pacáilte le daoine.
En: The crackle of music, the rumble of laughter, and the scattering of smiles on streets packed with people.
Ga: Ach, taobh istigh de chaifé cluthar amháin, bhí dordánaigh na gcainteanna síochánta ag meascadh leis an mboladh meala de chaife úr.
En: But inside one cozy café, the murmurs of peaceful conversations mingled with the honeyed scent of fresh coffee.
Ga: Bhí Caoimhe suite aonarach ag tábla bheag, ag tabhairt faoina ciorcail litreachta, súile gorm machnamhach ag dul tríd filíocht ar an gcéim.
En: Caoimhe sat alone at a small table, taking on her circles of letters, thoughtful blue eyes moving through poetry on the stage.
Ga: Bhí titim an earraigh ag tabhairt le tuiscint di le féileacáin úr, agus, cosúil leo, bhí sí ag cuardach a cuid sár-shaothar féin sa chathair lán dóchas seo.
En: The fall of spring hinted at her with fresh butterflies, and, like them, she was searching for her masterpiece in this city full of hope.
Ga: Isteach sa chaifé, le hiompar spártúil agus gealgháireach, tháinig Aidan, bagáiste mór aige le giotár donn dorcha ar a dhroim.
En: Entering the café with a casual and cheerful demeanor was Aidan, carrying a large bag with a dark brown guitar on his back.
Ga: Chuala sé clú na hócáide filíochta seo, ag súil le brionglóid nua le haghaidh a chuid ceoil.
En: He had heard of the reputation of this poetry event, hoping for new inspiration for his music.
Ga: Leis an tatú celtic ar a láimh, d’fhéach sé thar na daoine agus thug faoi deara Caoimhe.
En: With a Celtic tattoo on his hand, he looked over the people and noticed Caoimhe.
Ga: Bhí a fhios aige, áfach, nár fhéadfadh an ócáid passáil gan iarracht.
En: He knew, however, that the occasion couldn't pass without an attempt.
Ga: Thosaigh an ócáid le filí ag teacht agus ag imeacht, croíthe ag bualadh ag teacht le haon go háirithe.
En: The event began with poets coming and going, hearts beating particularly for one.
Ga: Tháinig an cas ar an bpoem a bhí ró-choitianta – scéal cumasacha grá agus aisling i dteach beag i Sasana récliathánach.
En: The turn came for the poem that was all too familiar - a powerful story of love and dreams in a little house in overcast England.
Ga: Nuair a chuala Caoimhe é, mothaigh sí dtionchar dochreidte.
En: When Caoimhe heard it, she felt an incredible impact.
Ga: D'fhéach Aidan ar aghaidh Caoimhe, chomh buailte céanna.
En: Aidan watched Caoimhe's face, equally struck.
Ga: D'éirigh caidreamh áirithe eatarthu, gan focal ar bith ag teastáil.
En: A certain connection arose between them, needing no words.
Ga: Ag sos beag, ghlac Aidan a seans.
En: During a small break, Aidan seized his chance.
Ga: "Is breá liom an bóthar seo," ar sé, súile ag druim le brí.
En: "I love this path," he said, eyes alight with meaning.
Ga: "B'fhéidir gur mhaith linn rud éigin le chéile a dhéanamh? D'fhéadfadh do chuid focal sólí ar mo cheol?"
En: "Perhaps we could do something together? Your words might blend perfectly with my music?"
Ga: Caoimhe, beagán céasta ach fiosrach, chuir sí caife síos agus d'fhéach sí go domhain in a shúile.
En: Caoimhe, slightly hesitant but intrigued, put down her coffee and looked deeply into his eyes.
Ga: B'fhéidir gur seo an freagra ar éagóir a cuid filíochta.
En: Perhaps this was the answer to the injustice her poetry had faced.
Ga: Le cúpla buille d'intinn, d’aontaigh sí.
En: After a few beats of thought, she agreed.
Ga: "Cinnte, b’fhéidir go mbeidh muid in ann scéal nua a insint."
En: "Sure, maybe we can tell a new story."
Ga: Thosaigh siad ag obair le chéile, Aidan ag seinm nótaí milse ar an giotár agus Caoimhe ag spleadh ar laochra litreacha.
En: They started working together, Aidan playing sweet notes on the guitar and Caoimhe delving into literary heroes.
Ga: Ba i rith seo a bhí imeacht as an ngnáth ag titim amach.
En: It was during this that something extraordinary unfolded.
Ga: D’ardaigh a n-áit dúinní a gcumasc i seomra an chaifé mar a bhí an bás bendail an domhain ag titim go cúramach.
En: Their place embraced their fusion in the café's room as the world's troubles gently drifted away.
Ga: Nuair a thosaigh siad ag glacadh le focail agus le foinn, osclaíodh domhan nua.
En: When they began harmonizing words and tunes, a new world opened.
Ga: Chomh luath is a chríochnódh Caoimhe a dán, bhí fonn Aidan ag teacht ina shlí nádúrtha, ag tógáil le teann gach rann.
En: As soon as Caoimhe finished a poem, Aidan's melody flowed naturally, building with the tension of each stanza.
Ga: Choinnigh gach duine ag éisteacht, gach rud ag teacht le chéile go foirfe.
En: Everyone kept listening, everything coming together perfectly.
Ga: Bhí an taibhse ag an gcéim gan stró, mar bhronntanas saor ó aistear úr.
En: The performance on stage was effortless, like a gift unwrapped from a new journey.
Ga: Nuair a bhí na nótaí deireanach athasta, raibh an pléadáil soiléir – bhí rud álainn cruthaithe.
En: When the last notes faded, the message was clear – something beautiful had been created.
Ga: Aontaíodh go mbeadh siad ag obair le chéile ar thionscadal nua, ag cruthú ar íor na filíochta agus ceoil, ag tabhairt scéalta an chathair le chéile lena gcuid cruthaitheachta.
En: It was agreed they would work together on a new project, weaving the edge of poetry and music, bringing the city's stories together with their creativity.
Ga: Ar maidin sin in Temple Bar, bhí tús nua scríofa ar fhilleadh an earraigh.
En: That morning in Temple Bar, a new chapter was penned on the return of spring.
Ga: Bhí Caoimhe níos oscailte do na féidireachtaí gan teorainn, agus d’fhionn Aidan an tsplanc nach mbeidh in easpa a thuilleadh.
En: Caoimhe was more open to the limitless possibilities, and Aidan found a spark that would no longer be absent.
Ga: Ag an deireadh, bhí siad mar bhláthanna nua, ag teacht le sióga beaga de chruinniú fir agus múinteoirí.
En: In the end, they were like new blooms, joining with tiny fairies of a meeting between poets and mentors.
Ga: Agus ba faoi gheasa fear de temple na sráideanna ar an lá sin i mBaile Átha Cliath.
En: And it was under the spell of the street's temple on that day in Dublin.
Vocabulary Words:
Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:
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Story Transcript:
Ga: I lár an bhríceanna ollmhór de Temple Bar, bhí an domhantarraingt láidir de St. Patrick's Day le sonrú ar gach cúinne.
En: In the heart of the bustling bricks of Temple Bar, the strong gravity of St. Patrick's Day could be felt on every corner.
Ga: Tintreach ceoil, fothram craicinn, agus scaipthe ag gáire cois na sráidanna a bhí pacáilte le daoine.
En: The crackle of music, the rumble of laughter, and the scattering of smiles on streets packed with people.
Ga: Ach, taobh istigh de chaifé cluthar amháin, bhí dordánaigh na gcainteanna síochánta ag meascadh leis an mboladh meala de chaife úr.
En: But inside one cozy café, the murmurs of peaceful conversations mingled with the honeyed scent of fresh coffee.
Ga: Bhí Caoimhe suite aonarach ag tábla bheag, ag tabhairt faoina ciorcail litreachta, súile gorm machnamhach ag dul tríd filíocht ar an gcéim.
En: Caoimhe sat alone at a small table, taking on her circles of letters, thoughtful blue eyes moving through poetry on the stage.
Ga: Bhí titim an earraigh ag tabhairt le tuiscint di le féileacáin úr, agus, cosúil leo, bhí sí ag cuardach a cuid sár-shaothar féin sa chathair lán dóchas seo.
En: The fall of spring hinted at her with fresh butterflies, and, like them, she was searching for her masterpiece in this city full of hope.
Ga: Isteach sa chaifé, le hiompar spártúil agus gealgháireach, tháinig Aidan, bagáiste mór aige le giotár donn dorcha ar a dhroim.
En: Entering the café with a casual and cheerful demeanor was Aidan, carrying a large bag with a dark brown guitar on his back.
Ga: Chuala sé clú na hócáide filíochta seo, ag súil le brionglóid nua le haghaidh a chuid ceoil.
En: He had heard of the reputation of this poetry event, hoping for new inspiration for his music.
Ga: Leis an tatú celtic ar a láimh, d’fhéach sé thar na daoine agus thug faoi deara Caoimhe.
En: With a Celtic tattoo on his hand, he looked over the people and noticed Caoimhe.
Ga: Bhí a fhios aige, áfach, nár fhéadfadh an ócáid passáil gan iarracht.
En: He knew, however, that the occasion couldn't pass without an attempt.
Ga: Thosaigh an ócáid le filí ag teacht agus ag imeacht, croíthe ag bualadh ag teacht le haon go háirithe.
En: The event began with poets coming and going, hearts beating particularly for one.
Ga: Tháinig an cas ar an bpoem a bhí ró-choitianta – scéal cumasacha grá agus aisling i dteach beag i Sasana récliathánach.
En: The turn came for the poem that was all too familiar - a powerful story of love and dreams in a little house in overcast England.
Ga: Nuair a chuala Caoimhe é, mothaigh sí dtionchar dochreidte.
En: When Caoimhe heard it, she felt an incredible impact.
Ga: D'fhéach Aidan ar aghaidh Caoimhe, chomh buailte céanna.
En: Aidan watched Caoimhe's face, equally struck.
Ga: D'éirigh caidreamh áirithe eatarthu, gan focal ar bith ag teastáil.
En: A certain connection arose between them, needing no words.
Ga: Ag sos beag, ghlac Aidan a seans.
En: During a small break, Aidan seized his chance.
Ga: "Is breá liom an bóthar seo," ar sé, súile ag druim le brí.
En: "I love this path," he said, eyes alight with meaning.
Ga: "B'fhéidir gur mhaith linn rud éigin le chéile a dhéanamh? D'fhéadfadh do chuid focal sólí ar mo cheol?"
En: "Perhaps we could do something together? Your words might blend perfectly with my music?"
Ga: Caoimhe, beagán céasta ach fiosrach, chuir sí caife síos agus d'fhéach sí go domhain in a shúile.
En: Caoimhe, slightly hesitant but intrigued, put down her coffee and looked deeply into his eyes.
Ga: B'fhéidir gur seo an freagra ar éagóir a cuid filíochta.
En: Perhaps this was the answer to the injustice her poetry had faced.
Ga: Le cúpla buille d'intinn, d’aontaigh sí.
En: After a few beats of thought, she agreed.
Ga: "Cinnte, b’fhéidir go mbeidh muid in ann scéal nua a insint."
En: "Sure, maybe we can tell a new story."
Ga: Thosaigh siad ag obair le chéile, Aidan ag seinm nótaí milse ar an giotár agus Caoimhe ag spleadh ar laochra litreacha.
En: They started working together, Aidan playing sweet notes on the guitar and Caoimhe delving into literary heroes.
Ga: Ba i rith seo a bhí imeacht as an ngnáth ag titim amach.
En: It was during this that something extraordinary unfolded.
Ga: D’ardaigh a n-áit dúinní a gcumasc i seomra an chaifé mar a bhí an bás bendail an domhain ag titim go cúramach.
En: Their place embraced their fusion in the café's room as the world's troubles gently drifted away.
Ga: Nuair a thosaigh siad ag glacadh le focail agus le foinn, osclaíodh domhan nua.
En: When they began harmonizing words and tunes, a new world opened.
Ga: Chomh luath is a chríochnódh Caoimhe a dán, bhí fonn Aidan ag teacht ina shlí nádúrtha, ag tógáil le teann gach rann.
En: As soon as Caoimhe finished a poem, Aidan's melody flowed naturally, building with the tension of each stanza.
Ga: Choinnigh gach duine ag éisteacht, gach rud ag teacht le chéile go foirfe.
En: Everyone kept listening, everything coming together perfectly.
Ga: Bhí an taibhse ag an gcéim gan stró, mar bhronntanas saor ó aistear úr.
En: The performance on stage was effortless, like a gift unwrapped from a new journey.
Ga: Nuair a bhí na nótaí deireanach athasta, raibh an pléadáil soiléir – bhí rud álainn cruthaithe.
En: When the last notes faded, the message was clear – something beautiful had been created.
Ga: Aontaíodh go mbeadh siad ag obair le chéile ar thionscadal nua, ag cruthú ar íor na filíochta agus ceoil, ag tabhairt scéalta an chathair le chéile lena gcuid cruthaitheachta.
En: It was agreed they would work together on a new project, weaving the edge of poetry and music, bringing the city's stories together with their creativity.
Ga: Ar maidin sin in Temple Bar, bhí tús nua scríofa ar fhilleadh an earraigh.
En: That morning in Temple Bar, a new chapter was penned on the return of spring.
Ga: Bhí Caoimhe níos oscailte do na féidireachtaí gan teorainn, agus d’fhionn Aidan an tsplanc nach mbeidh in easpa a thuilleadh.
En: Caoimhe was more open to the limitless possibilities, and Aidan found a spark that would no longer be absent.
Ga: Ag an deireadh, bhí siad mar bhláthanna nua, ag teacht le sióga beaga de chruinniú fir agus múinteoirí.
En: In the end, they were like new blooms, joining with tiny fairies of a meeting between poets and mentors.
Ga: Agus ba faoi gheasa fear de temple na sráideanna ar an lá sin i mBaile Átha Cliath.
En: And it was under the spell of the street's temple on that day in Dublin.
Vocabulary Words:
- bustling: ollmhór
- gravity: domhantarraingt
- murmurs: dordánaigh
- cozy: cluthar
- honeyed: meala
- butterflies: féileacáin
- demeanor: iompraíocht
- reputation: clú
- injustice: éagóir
- intrigued: fiosrach
- extraordinary: as an ngnáth
- harmonizing: ag glacadh le
- effortless: gan stró
- weaving: ag cruthú
- limitless: gan teorainn
- scattering: scaipthe
- rumble: fothram
- new blooms: bláthanna nua
- impact: tionchar
- brow: dráma
- stanza: rann
- melded: ag cumasc
- fateful: ag cruinniú
- remonstrate: pléadáil
- converge: ag teacht le chéile
- audible: inchloiste
- eternal: síoraí
- enigmatic: mistéireach
- alchemy: alcamaíocht
- celebratory: saomeadóireacht
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By FluentFiction.orgFluent Fiction - Irish: Serendipity in Song: A Duo's Poetic Melody Blooms
Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:
fluentfiction.com/ga/episode/2025-03-30-22-34-01-ga
Story Transcript:
Ga: I lár an bhríceanna ollmhór de Temple Bar, bhí an domhantarraingt láidir de St. Patrick's Day le sonrú ar gach cúinne.
En: In the heart of the bustling bricks of Temple Bar, the strong gravity of St. Patrick's Day could be felt on every corner.
Ga: Tintreach ceoil, fothram craicinn, agus scaipthe ag gáire cois na sráidanna a bhí pacáilte le daoine.
En: The crackle of music, the rumble of laughter, and the scattering of smiles on streets packed with people.
Ga: Ach, taobh istigh de chaifé cluthar amháin, bhí dordánaigh na gcainteanna síochánta ag meascadh leis an mboladh meala de chaife úr.
En: But inside one cozy café, the murmurs of peaceful conversations mingled with the honeyed scent of fresh coffee.
Ga: Bhí Caoimhe suite aonarach ag tábla bheag, ag tabhairt faoina ciorcail litreachta, súile gorm machnamhach ag dul tríd filíocht ar an gcéim.
En: Caoimhe sat alone at a small table, taking on her circles of letters, thoughtful blue eyes moving through poetry on the stage.
Ga: Bhí titim an earraigh ag tabhairt le tuiscint di le féileacáin úr, agus, cosúil leo, bhí sí ag cuardach a cuid sár-shaothar féin sa chathair lán dóchas seo.
En: The fall of spring hinted at her with fresh butterflies, and, like them, she was searching for her masterpiece in this city full of hope.
Ga: Isteach sa chaifé, le hiompar spártúil agus gealgháireach, tháinig Aidan, bagáiste mór aige le giotár donn dorcha ar a dhroim.
En: Entering the café with a casual and cheerful demeanor was Aidan, carrying a large bag with a dark brown guitar on his back.
Ga: Chuala sé clú na hócáide filíochta seo, ag súil le brionglóid nua le haghaidh a chuid ceoil.
En: He had heard of the reputation of this poetry event, hoping for new inspiration for his music.
Ga: Leis an tatú celtic ar a láimh, d’fhéach sé thar na daoine agus thug faoi deara Caoimhe.
En: With a Celtic tattoo on his hand, he looked over the people and noticed Caoimhe.
Ga: Bhí a fhios aige, áfach, nár fhéadfadh an ócáid passáil gan iarracht.
En: He knew, however, that the occasion couldn't pass without an attempt.
Ga: Thosaigh an ócáid le filí ag teacht agus ag imeacht, croíthe ag bualadh ag teacht le haon go háirithe.
En: The event began with poets coming and going, hearts beating particularly for one.
Ga: Tháinig an cas ar an bpoem a bhí ró-choitianta – scéal cumasacha grá agus aisling i dteach beag i Sasana récliathánach.
En: The turn came for the poem that was all too familiar - a powerful story of love and dreams in a little house in overcast England.
Ga: Nuair a chuala Caoimhe é, mothaigh sí dtionchar dochreidte.
En: When Caoimhe heard it, she felt an incredible impact.
Ga: D'fhéach Aidan ar aghaidh Caoimhe, chomh buailte céanna.
En: Aidan watched Caoimhe's face, equally struck.
Ga: D'éirigh caidreamh áirithe eatarthu, gan focal ar bith ag teastáil.
En: A certain connection arose between them, needing no words.
Ga: Ag sos beag, ghlac Aidan a seans.
En: During a small break, Aidan seized his chance.
Ga: "Is breá liom an bóthar seo," ar sé, súile ag druim le brí.
En: "I love this path," he said, eyes alight with meaning.
Ga: "B'fhéidir gur mhaith linn rud éigin le chéile a dhéanamh? D'fhéadfadh do chuid focal sólí ar mo cheol?"
En: "Perhaps we could do something together? Your words might blend perfectly with my music?"
Ga: Caoimhe, beagán céasta ach fiosrach, chuir sí caife síos agus d'fhéach sí go domhain in a shúile.
En: Caoimhe, slightly hesitant but intrigued, put down her coffee and looked deeply into his eyes.
Ga: B'fhéidir gur seo an freagra ar éagóir a cuid filíochta.
En: Perhaps this was the answer to the injustice her poetry had faced.
Ga: Le cúpla buille d'intinn, d’aontaigh sí.
En: After a few beats of thought, she agreed.
Ga: "Cinnte, b’fhéidir go mbeidh muid in ann scéal nua a insint."
En: "Sure, maybe we can tell a new story."
Ga: Thosaigh siad ag obair le chéile, Aidan ag seinm nótaí milse ar an giotár agus Caoimhe ag spleadh ar laochra litreacha.
En: They started working together, Aidan playing sweet notes on the guitar and Caoimhe delving into literary heroes.
Ga: Ba i rith seo a bhí imeacht as an ngnáth ag titim amach.
En: It was during this that something extraordinary unfolded.
Ga: D’ardaigh a n-áit dúinní a gcumasc i seomra an chaifé mar a bhí an bás bendail an domhain ag titim go cúramach.
En: Their place embraced their fusion in the café's room as the world's troubles gently drifted away.
Ga: Nuair a thosaigh siad ag glacadh le focail agus le foinn, osclaíodh domhan nua.
En: When they began harmonizing words and tunes, a new world opened.
Ga: Chomh luath is a chríochnódh Caoimhe a dán, bhí fonn Aidan ag teacht ina shlí nádúrtha, ag tógáil le teann gach rann.
En: As soon as Caoimhe finished a poem, Aidan's melody flowed naturally, building with the tension of each stanza.
Ga: Choinnigh gach duine ag éisteacht, gach rud ag teacht le chéile go foirfe.
En: Everyone kept listening, everything coming together perfectly.
Ga: Bhí an taibhse ag an gcéim gan stró, mar bhronntanas saor ó aistear úr.
En: The performance on stage was effortless, like a gift unwrapped from a new journey.
Ga: Nuair a bhí na nótaí deireanach athasta, raibh an pléadáil soiléir – bhí rud álainn cruthaithe.
En: When the last notes faded, the message was clear – something beautiful had been created.
Ga: Aontaíodh go mbeadh siad ag obair le chéile ar thionscadal nua, ag cruthú ar íor na filíochta agus ceoil, ag tabhairt scéalta an chathair le chéile lena gcuid cruthaitheachta.
En: It was agreed they would work together on a new project, weaving the edge of poetry and music, bringing the city's stories together with their creativity.
Ga: Ar maidin sin in Temple Bar, bhí tús nua scríofa ar fhilleadh an earraigh.
En: That morning in Temple Bar, a new chapter was penned on the return of spring.
Ga: Bhí Caoimhe níos oscailte do na féidireachtaí gan teorainn, agus d’fhionn Aidan an tsplanc nach mbeidh in easpa a thuilleadh.
En: Caoimhe was more open to the limitless possibilities, and Aidan found a spark that would no longer be absent.
Ga: Ag an deireadh, bhí siad mar bhláthanna nua, ag teacht le sióga beaga de chruinniú fir agus múinteoirí.
En: In the end, they were like new blooms, joining with tiny fairies of a meeting between poets and mentors.
Ga: Agus ba faoi gheasa fear de temple na sráideanna ar an lá sin i mBaile Átha Cliath.
En: And it was under the spell of the street's temple on that day in Dublin.
Vocabulary Words:
Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:
fluentfiction.com/ga/episode/2025-03-30-22-34-01-ga
Story Transcript:
Ga: I lár an bhríceanna ollmhór de Temple Bar, bhí an domhantarraingt láidir de St. Patrick's Day le sonrú ar gach cúinne.
En: In the heart of the bustling bricks of Temple Bar, the strong gravity of St. Patrick's Day could be felt on every corner.
Ga: Tintreach ceoil, fothram craicinn, agus scaipthe ag gáire cois na sráidanna a bhí pacáilte le daoine.
En: The crackle of music, the rumble of laughter, and the scattering of smiles on streets packed with people.
Ga: Ach, taobh istigh de chaifé cluthar amháin, bhí dordánaigh na gcainteanna síochánta ag meascadh leis an mboladh meala de chaife úr.
En: But inside one cozy café, the murmurs of peaceful conversations mingled with the honeyed scent of fresh coffee.
Ga: Bhí Caoimhe suite aonarach ag tábla bheag, ag tabhairt faoina ciorcail litreachta, súile gorm machnamhach ag dul tríd filíocht ar an gcéim.
En: Caoimhe sat alone at a small table, taking on her circles of letters, thoughtful blue eyes moving through poetry on the stage.
Ga: Bhí titim an earraigh ag tabhairt le tuiscint di le féileacáin úr, agus, cosúil leo, bhí sí ag cuardach a cuid sár-shaothar féin sa chathair lán dóchas seo.
En: The fall of spring hinted at her with fresh butterflies, and, like them, she was searching for her masterpiece in this city full of hope.
Ga: Isteach sa chaifé, le hiompar spártúil agus gealgháireach, tháinig Aidan, bagáiste mór aige le giotár donn dorcha ar a dhroim.
En: Entering the café with a casual and cheerful demeanor was Aidan, carrying a large bag with a dark brown guitar on his back.
Ga: Chuala sé clú na hócáide filíochta seo, ag súil le brionglóid nua le haghaidh a chuid ceoil.
En: He had heard of the reputation of this poetry event, hoping for new inspiration for his music.
Ga: Leis an tatú celtic ar a láimh, d’fhéach sé thar na daoine agus thug faoi deara Caoimhe.
En: With a Celtic tattoo on his hand, he looked over the people and noticed Caoimhe.
Ga: Bhí a fhios aige, áfach, nár fhéadfadh an ócáid passáil gan iarracht.
En: He knew, however, that the occasion couldn't pass without an attempt.
Ga: Thosaigh an ócáid le filí ag teacht agus ag imeacht, croíthe ag bualadh ag teacht le haon go háirithe.
En: The event began with poets coming and going, hearts beating particularly for one.
Ga: Tháinig an cas ar an bpoem a bhí ró-choitianta – scéal cumasacha grá agus aisling i dteach beag i Sasana récliathánach.
En: The turn came for the poem that was all too familiar - a powerful story of love and dreams in a little house in overcast England.
Ga: Nuair a chuala Caoimhe é, mothaigh sí dtionchar dochreidte.
En: When Caoimhe heard it, she felt an incredible impact.
Ga: D'fhéach Aidan ar aghaidh Caoimhe, chomh buailte céanna.
En: Aidan watched Caoimhe's face, equally struck.
Ga: D'éirigh caidreamh áirithe eatarthu, gan focal ar bith ag teastáil.
En: A certain connection arose between them, needing no words.
Ga: Ag sos beag, ghlac Aidan a seans.
En: During a small break, Aidan seized his chance.
Ga: "Is breá liom an bóthar seo," ar sé, súile ag druim le brí.
En: "I love this path," he said, eyes alight with meaning.
Ga: "B'fhéidir gur mhaith linn rud éigin le chéile a dhéanamh? D'fhéadfadh do chuid focal sólí ar mo cheol?"
En: "Perhaps we could do something together? Your words might blend perfectly with my music?"
Ga: Caoimhe, beagán céasta ach fiosrach, chuir sí caife síos agus d'fhéach sí go domhain in a shúile.
En: Caoimhe, slightly hesitant but intrigued, put down her coffee and looked deeply into his eyes.
Ga: B'fhéidir gur seo an freagra ar éagóir a cuid filíochta.
En: Perhaps this was the answer to the injustice her poetry had faced.
Ga: Le cúpla buille d'intinn, d’aontaigh sí.
En: After a few beats of thought, she agreed.
Ga: "Cinnte, b’fhéidir go mbeidh muid in ann scéal nua a insint."
En: "Sure, maybe we can tell a new story."
Ga: Thosaigh siad ag obair le chéile, Aidan ag seinm nótaí milse ar an giotár agus Caoimhe ag spleadh ar laochra litreacha.
En: They started working together, Aidan playing sweet notes on the guitar and Caoimhe delving into literary heroes.
Ga: Ba i rith seo a bhí imeacht as an ngnáth ag titim amach.
En: It was during this that something extraordinary unfolded.
Ga: D’ardaigh a n-áit dúinní a gcumasc i seomra an chaifé mar a bhí an bás bendail an domhain ag titim go cúramach.
En: Their place embraced their fusion in the café's room as the world's troubles gently drifted away.
Ga: Nuair a thosaigh siad ag glacadh le focail agus le foinn, osclaíodh domhan nua.
En: When they began harmonizing words and tunes, a new world opened.
Ga: Chomh luath is a chríochnódh Caoimhe a dán, bhí fonn Aidan ag teacht ina shlí nádúrtha, ag tógáil le teann gach rann.
En: As soon as Caoimhe finished a poem, Aidan's melody flowed naturally, building with the tension of each stanza.
Ga: Choinnigh gach duine ag éisteacht, gach rud ag teacht le chéile go foirfe.
En: Everyone kept listening, everything coming together perfectly.
Ga: Bhí an taibhse ag an gcéim gan stró, mar bhronntanas saor ó aistear úr.
En: The performance on stage was effortless, like a gift unwrapped from a new journey.
Ga: Nuair a bhí na nótaí deireanach athasta, raibh an pléadáil soiléir – bhí rud álainn cruthaithe.
En: When the last notes faded, the message was clear – something beautiful had been created.
Ga: Aontaíodh go mbeadh siad ag obair le chéile ar thionscadal nua, ag cruthú ar íor na filíochta agus ceoil, ag tabhairt scéalta an chathair le chéile lena gcuid cruthaitheachta.
En: It was agreed they would work together on a new project, weaving the edge of poetry and music, bringing the city's stories together with their creativity.
Ga: Ar maidin sin in Temple Bar, bhí tús nua scríofa ar fhilleadh an earraigh.
En: That morning in Temple Bar, a new chapter was penned on the return of spring.
Ga: Bhí Caoimhe níos oscailte do na féidireachtaí gan teorainn, agus d’fhionn Aidan an tsplanc nach mbeidh in easpa a thuilleadh.
En: Caoimhe was more open to the limitless possibilities, and Aidan found a spark that would no longer be absent.
Ga: Ag an deireadh, bhí siad mar bhláthanna nua, ag teacht le sióga beaga de chruinniú fir agus múinteoirí.
En: In the end, they were like new blooms, joining with tiny fairies of a meeting between poets and mentors.
Ga: Agus ba faoi gheasa fear de temple na sráideanna ar an lá sin i mBaile Átha Cliath.
En: And it was under the spell of the street's temple on that day in Dublin.
Vocabulary Words:
- bustling: ollmhór
- gravity: domhantarraingt
- murmurs: dordánaigh
- cozy: cluthar
- honeyed: meala
- butterflies: féileacáin
- demeanor: iompraíocht
- reputation: clú
- injustice: éagóir
- intrigued: fiosrach
- extraordinary: as an ngnáth
- harmonizing: ag glacadh le
- effortless: gan stró
- weaving: ag cruthú
- limitless: gan teorainn
- scattering: scaipthe
- rumble: fothram
- new blooms: bláthanna nua
- impact: tionchar
- brow: dráma
- stanza: rann
- melded: ag cumasc
- fateful: ag cruinniú
- remonstrate: pléadáil
- converge: ag teacht le chéile
- audible: inchloiste
- eternal: síoraí
- enigmatic: mistéireach
- alchemy: alcamaíocht
- celebratory: saomeadóireacht