I Have News For You

Author unknown

Cumbraek | Old Irish

I have news for you
The stag bells
Winter snows
Summer has gone

Wind high and cold
The sun low
Short its course
The sea running high

Deep red the bracken
Its shape is lost
The wild goose has raised
Its accustomed cry

Cold has seized
The bird’s wing
Season of ice
This is my news

Translation by Kenneth H. Jackson