Celtica (translation)

Sat on a wisp of grass
She plays
With the water
With the tip of her toes
With the fold of her dress
Touched by the spray

She threw herself
Into the sea
That is where love is

Pale and frail butterfly
She is a dragonfly
A tiny shelled tanagra
In the water
She was born of the
Clear water

She threw herself
Into the sea
That is where love is