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