There is a mountain to the south, towering over the sea like a god over its people. It is something I never wish to climb. Many have spoken of the spiritual presences that can be heard from its summit. Some claim it to be the voices of spiritual beings: ghosts, apparitions... Yet all those who attempted to seek these spirits out in the past never returned. These creatures shall never govern my fate. I am a seafarer, and therefore put my trust in he who rules the waves. Even if I shall die tomorrow, let it be at the bottom of the sea – not by the hands of some cosmic spirits.
Slieau fo coodagh kay
Sheayn ny Feaynid
Geayll oo ee ny dyn
Lught ny sleigtyn, abbyr eh!
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