Gabhaim molta Bride (Brigid's Song). Lyrics for this hymn on another website: Gabhaim molta Bride / Ionmhain í le hÉireann / Ionmhain le gach tír í / Molaimis go léir í / // Lóchrann geal na Laighneach / ‘Soilsiú feadh na tire / Ceann ar óghaibh Éireann / Ceann na mban ar míne / //Tig an gheimhreadh dian dubh/ Gearradh lena ghéire/ Ach ar Lá ‘le Bríde/ Gar dúinn Earrach Éireann/
A song of Brigid, goddess and saint, whose 'festival of the little lights' at Imbolc (2nd February) celebrates the birth of spring. She was once honoured, as the song says, " not just in Ireland, but in many countries ... a shining lantern, a flame throughout the land ... winter is hard and dark, but once Brigid's day comes, spring cannot be far behind" Imbolc: Ode to Brigid
Winter ~ Candlemas ~ Candle Making Song ~ Quiet, quiet, Do not make a sound. Holding now the string so tight, We will make some winter light, Quiet, quiet, Do not make a sound. Dipping, dipping, Candles smooth and round.