Eulogy Found Near Forest (Forest of Dyfed) in Original Irish:
Mo chara, Gehio…
Gehio mo chara, cén fáth ar tugadh an chinniúint seo ort? Sa chogadh seo, d'fhág siad liom gan aon treibh nó teaghlach, agus anois
nífhágann na déithe aon chara dom. Ní cuidíonn na déithe, ach cén fáth? An raibh easpa adhartha ann? Cad a tharla? Shíl mé go raibh
árn daoine dírithe go mór ar ár rialóirí! An bhfuil aon Dia ann? Ní féidir liom cuimhneamh ar an uair dheireanach a raibh amhras orm go
raibh tragóid ann i mo shaol a d'fhág an mothú éadóchais seo. Ní hamháin go raibh sé ina Trodaire, ach cara freisin. Cén fáth ar chaith sé
dul isteach sa chogadh searbh seo ?! In a onóir ní mór dom dul isteach sa troid! Díreach mar a bhí an laoch agus tá sé fós! Mura dtéann mé
ar ais, inis dom, ar a laghad, go bhfuil sé fós i síocháin, is é sin go léir a iarrann mé. Tá mé cinnte nach mbeidh teaghlach agam tar éis an
chogaidh seo, dá bhrí sin, tá súil agam go bhfuil an té a léann an téacs seo ina gcónaí agus go maith. Beo ar. Do mo chara.
English Translation:
My friend, Giho
Gehio my friend, why was this fate brought upon you? In this war, they left me with no tribe or family, and now the gods leave me no
friend. The gods do not help, but why? Was there a lack of worship? What happened? I thought our people were focused on our rulers! Is
there any god? I can not remember the last time I suspected that there was a tragedy in my life that left this feeling of despair. Not only
was he a fighter, but a friend too. Why did he have to go into this bitter war? In his honor, I must enter the fight! Just like the hero he was
and still is! If I do not return, tell me, at least, that he is still in peace, that is all I ask. I'm sure I will not have a family after this war,
therefore, I hope that the person who reads this text is living and well. Live on. For my friend...
My friend, Giho
Gehio my friend, why was this fate brought upon you? In this war, they left me with no tribe or family, and now the gods leave me no
friend. The gods do not help, but why? Was there a lack of worship? What happened? I thought our people were focused on our rulers! Is
there any god? I can not remember the last time I suspected that there was a tragedy in my life that left this feeling of despair. Not only
was he a fighter, but a friend too. Why did he have to go into this bitter war? In his honor, I must enter the fight! Just like the hero he was
and still is! If I do not return, tell me, at least, that he is still in peace, that is all I ask. I'm sure I will not have a family after this war,
therefore, I hope that the person who reads this text is living and well. Live on. For my friend...