My dreams could be, tomorrow
East or west, over earth or by ocean
One way to be my journey
This way could be my book of days
O la go la, mo thuras
An bealach fada romham
O oiche go hoiche, mo thuras
Na scealta nach mbeidh a choich
No day, no night, no moment
Can hold me back from trying
I'll flag, I'll fall, I'll falter
I'll find my day may be
With a dream to believe in
And a new earth across a wide ocean
This way became my journey