Ag tús an earraigh, bhí an séasúr ag athrú, agus bhí an ghrian ag taitneamh thar Chláir Mhóthair.

At the start of spring, the season was changing, and the sun was shining over Cláir Mhóthair.

Bhí Siobhán ag siúl leis an ngaoth ina cuid gruaige.

Siobhán was walking with the wind in her hair.

Bhí sí ag tabhairt faoina cosán sóchrach féin, ag lorg rud éigin a chur spréach ar a saol.

She was embarking on her own winding path, searching for something to spark her life.

Bhuail sí le Eoin ar an gcosán.

She met Eoin on the path.

Bhí sé ann ina aonar, a bhfuil cuma machnaimh air.

He was there alone, with a thoughtful appearance.

Bhí briseadh croí roimhe sin, ach bhí sé ag iarraidh a fháil amach cé hé féin arís.

He had had his heart broken before, but he was trying to find out who he was again.

Nuair a d'fhéach siad ar a chéile, an domhan timpeall orthu, thosaigh siad ag comhrá.

When they looked at each other, the world around them, they started to converse.

"Dia duit," a dúirt Siobhán, aoibh gháire ar a haghaidh.

"Hello," said Siobhán, a smile on her face.

"Dia is Muire duit," d'fhreagair Eoin go ciúin, ag caoitheadh lena thaobh air.

"Hello and God be with you," Eoin replied quietly, nodding his head.

Bhí a nguthanna ag meascadh leis na tonnta ag brú faoi bhun na Haillte.

Their voices mixed with the waves crashing beneath the Cliffs of Moher.

Cé go raibh siad ach faoi dhraíocht ag an áilleacht thart orthu, a gcroíthe ag crith le hintinn an tsaoil.

Though they were enchanted by the beauty surrounding them, their hearts trembled with the contemplation of life.

Caitriona, cara dílis Siobhán, thug comhairle di ar an nguthán tráthnóna roimhe sin.

Caitriona, Siobhán's loyal friend, had given her advice on the phone the evening before.

"Bíodh muinín agat as do chroí, a Siobhán," a dúirt sí.

"Trust your heart, Siobhán," she said.

"Is fiú é an seans a thabhairt.

"It's worth taking the chance."

"Lean Siobhán an chomhairle sin agus d’oscail sí suas d’Eoin.

Siobhán followed that advice and opened up to Eoin.

“Bhí mé ag lorg rud éigin difriúil.

“I’ve been looking for something different.

Táim ag iarraidh páirt a ghlacadh sa saol, ach níl a fhios agam conas,” a d’admhaigh sí.

I want to participate in life, but I don’t know how,” she admitted.

Eoin, ag smaoineamh ar a thaithí féin, bhog sé níos gaire go Siobhán.

Eoin, reflecting on his own experiences, moved closer to Siobhán.

"Is deacair é a scaoileadh leis an am atá caite, ach uaireanta caithfimid ligean do na sean-líonta titim chun na nua-dhóthain a fháil," a dúirt sé.

"It’s hard to let go of the past, but sometimes we have to let the old nets fall to find the new abundance," he said.

Ag an am sin, bhí siad ag seasamh ar imeall na haille, an ghrian ag dul síos amuigh ó thuaidh.

At that moment, they were standing at the edge of the cliff, the sun setting in the north.

Thuig siad, dá mbeadh siad sásta glacadh leis an dúshlán, go mbeadh an turas suimiúil.

They realized that if they were willing to embrace the challenge, the journey would be interesting.

Bhí an radharc chomh faofa gur thug sé misneach dóibh.

The view was so inspiring it gave them courage.

"Táim toilteanach an turas seo a dhéanamh le chéile," a dúirt Siobhán, diongbháilte.

"I am willing to make this journey together," said Siobhán, determined.

"Mise freisin," a d'fhreagair Eoin, súil a choinneáil ar an todhchaí le hintinn oscailte.

"Me too," replied Eoin, looking to the future with an open mind.

Le chéile, shocraigh siad dul síos bóthar nua, b'fhéidir ní raibh slí cinnte ach lán le gealltanais de deiseanna nua.

Together, they decided to head down a new road, perhaps uncertain but full of promises of new opportunities.

Bhí siad réidh chun an geimhreadh a fhágáil ina ndiaidh agus fáilte a chur roimh an tEarrach ina n-anamacha.

They were ready to leave winter behind and welcome spring into their souls.

Ag druidim leis an Oíche Bhealtaine, bhí an tús nua acu le chéile faoin spéir iontach, léi go léir na hoícheanna áille a bhí ag druidim ina n-éalanga thíos thíos le traidisiúin ársa, á lasadh le deora sult agus muinín nua.

As Oíche Bhealtaine approached, they had a new beginning together under the magnificent sky, with all the beautiful nights approaching, woven with ancient traditions, lit by tears of joy and newfound confidence.