Taransay                                                                 © P Clayton

Trá bán – Pog o neamh - Trá bán – Pog o neamh

Seolta airgid – Oh oh – Taransay

(translation: Golden sands, heaven-kissed

Silver sails – oh oh Taransay)

Go sweet maiden – Cool serenity

Stars above you – Feel the ocean spray

See the sunrise on the Eastern bay

Sun-kissed beaches of Taransay

Long for freedom and days unplanned

Find your island of golden sand

Leave the troubles of the day

Cross the water to Taransay

Oh- walking alone on the heather and shore

Feel like a castaway – She’ll take your heart away

Oh oh – Taransay – Golden island, not far away

See the moon rise in a starry sky

Cross the water and you’re on the way

Leave the troubles of the day

Cross the water to Taransay

You’re on the way to Taransay

A castaway on Taransay

Not far away……..