Na lóchrainn ag glimmer sa halla pobail.

The lanterns are glimmering in the community hall.

Bratacha dearga, bána, agus glasa ar crochadh.

Red, white, and glasa flags are hung up.

Lá Fhéile Pádraig atá ann.

It's Lá Fhéile Pádraig.

Tá borradh mór le mothú sa halla.

There's a great buzz to be felt in the hall.

Tá daoine óga agus aosta ag caint is ag gáire, agus táodar réidh chun vótáil.

Young and old people are chatting and laughing, and they're ready to vote.

Tá Aoife ag déanamh deifir.

Aoife is in a hurry.

Tá a fhios aici go mbeadh a seanmháthair bródúil as an méid atá sí ag déanamh – a cuid vótaíochta.

She knows her grandmother would be proud of her for what she is doing – her voting.

Ach tá plean eile aici freisin.

But she has another plan too.

Caithfidh sí bláthanna a fháil don dinnéar sa tráthnóna.

She has to get flowers for dinner this evening.

Nuair a shroicheann Aoife lár an halla, tá an áit dubh le daoine.

When Aoife reaches the center of the hall, the place is packed with people.

Tá sí beagáinín buartha mar tá bláthanna an-teoranta sa cheantar.

She's a bit worried since flowers are very limited in the area.

Anois, níl an t-am aici le ceannachóirí eile sa teach bláthanna.

Now, she doesn't have time to compete with other buyers at the florist.

Ach ní chaillfidh sí dóchas.

But she won't lose hope.

“Aon duine anseo a bhfuil aithne acu ar áit ar bith eile ina bhfuil bláthanna álainne fós ar fáil?” a fhiafraíonn sí le dóchas ina súile.

“Does anyone here know of any other place where beautiful flowers are still available?” she asks with hope in her eyes.

Buaileann Aoife le Cillian, strainséir cairdiúil ina seasamh in aice léi.

Aoife meets Cillian, a friendly stranger standing next to her.

Tá claíomh aige atá bhuartha ach de réir dóchas.

He has a demeanor that's worried yet hopeful.

“Tá margadh beag ar an tsráid taobh thiar den halla.

“There's a little market on the street behind the hall.

Tá ceannaí siúd ag díol bláthanna uaireanta,” a deir sé go fial.

A merchant there sometimes sells flowers,” he says generously.

Buíoch, rásaíonn Aoife amach as an halla, croí ag preabadh.

Grateful, Aoife dashes out of the hall, heart racing.

Tá na gathanna gréine aniar aduaidh ag dul i laghad de réir mar a thagann scamall.

The sun's rays sneakily diminish as clouds approach.

Ach tá aithne mhaith aici ar a áit, agus gan mhoill, aimsíonn sí an margadh.

But she's well-acquainted with her place, and soon enough, she finds the market.

Tá cúpla buicéad de dhathanna áille i lár an mhargaidh.

There are a few buckets of beautiful colors in the middle of the market.

Píosa ádh atá ann!

It's a stroke of luck!

Piocann sí bunch bláthanna a bhfuil dath glasaithe acu agus imealla bán.

She picks a bunch of flowers with a green hue and white edges.

Teach bláthanna eile atá i bhfad níos faide ná díotta, ach níl sin ina cúram anois.

Another florist is much further than desired, but that's not her concern now.

Leis an mbunch bláthanna in aice léi, seasann Aoife lasmuigh den doras.

With the bunch of flowers beside her, Aoife stands outside the door.

Tá a croí lán le cineáltas ó chuimhní an lae.

Her heart filled with the kindness from the day's memories.

Tá sí níos ceangailte leis an phobal anois ná riamh roimhe.

She's more connected to the community now than ever before.

Téann sí ar ais chuig an halla chun a vóta a chaithadh.

She returns to the hall to cast her vote.

Sa deireadh, nuair a shroicheann sí teach a seanmháthair, breathnaíonn sí timpeall agus mothaíonn sé go bhfuil sí sa bhaile.

In the end, when she reaches her grandmother's house, she looks around and feels she's home.

Tá an tábhacht a bhaineann le pobal bailithe uirthi anois.

The importance of community has gathered within her now.

Agus nuair a thugann sí na bláthanna dá seanmháthair, tagann gliondar na hanama anuas uirthi.

And when she gives the flowers to her grandmother, a joy of the soul envelopes her.

Tá a fhios aici gur rud níos mó ná vóta a bhí ann; bhí sé ina deis a bheith níos cóngar i bpobal cairdiúil.

She knows it was more than just a vote; it was an opportunity to be closer in a friendly community.

Ar an Lá Fhéile Pádraig seo, tá mothú comhphobail níos láidre aici.

On this Lá Fhéile Pádraig, she feels a stronger sense of community.

Aontas, comhbhrón, agus cairdeas – is iad sin na fíorcheiliúraidh na saoire.

Unity, compassion, and friendship – these are the true celebrations of the holiday.