Sa samhradh, bhí an aimsir go hálainn in Éirinn, agus bhí Niall lán de phleananna rómánsúla.

In the summer, the weather was beautiful in Éirinn, and Niall was full of romantic plans.

Bhí sé ag iarraidh rud speisialta a dhéanamh dá chailín, Siobhán.

He wanted to do something special for his girlfriend, Siobhán.

Mar sin, shocraigh sé ar an gcladach áilleachtach de Chliabhán Mhothair i gContae an Chláir, áit a raibh na haillte iontacha agus an fharraige fhiáin.

So, he decided on the beautiful shore of Cliabhán Mhothair in Contae an Chláir, where the majestic cliffs and the wild sea were.

Bhí Niall cúthail agus smaointeach.

Niall was shy and thoughtful.

Bhí sé buartha faoin aimsir agus faoi na gaotha a bhí ag séideadh go láidir.

He was concerned about the weather and the strong winds blowing.

Ach bhí Cillian, a chara dílis, ann chun cabhrú.

But Cillian, his loyal friend, was there to help.

Bhí an t-aer lán d'fhionnachtana agus seans.

The air was full of discoveries and chances.

Bhí Siobhán sona, le linn saoire álainn.

Siobhán was happy, during a beautiful holiday.

Tar éis dóibh siúl a dhéanamh feadh na haille, bhreathnaigh Niall ar Siobhán.

After they walked along the cliff, Niall looked at Siobhán.

Féach, bhí an áit foirfe: an fharraige ag scairteadh, na gaotha ag súileál trína ngruaig.

Look, the place was perfect: the sea crashing, the winds breezing through their hair.

Ach ansin, thosaigh sé ag drizzly.

But then, it started to drizzle.

Bhí imní ar Niall, an ndéanfadh an drochaimsir a chuimhne oiriúnach?

Niall was worried—would the bad weather ruin the perfect memory?

Mhothaigh sé an áilleacht a bhí timpeall orthu, fiú amháin le drochaimsir.

He felt the beauty surrounding them, even with bad weather.

Shocraigh Niall an nóiméad a thapú.

Niall decided to seize the moment.

Chuir sé lámh ina phóca agus thit ar a ghlúin.

He put his hand in his pocket and dropped to one knee.

"Siobhán," a dúirt sé, agus bhí grá ina shúile, "an bpósfaidh tú mé?

"Siobhán," he said, with love in his eyes, "will you marry me?"

"Bhí ionadh ar Siobhán, agus las sí suas le sonas.

Siobhán was surprised, and her face lit up with happiness.

"Tá, Niall!

"Yes, Niall!"

" a dúirt sí go sásta agus ghlac sí na lámha aige.

she said happily and took his hands.

Bhí Cillian ag glacadh grianghraif go ciúin, ag breathnú ar gach rud.

Cillian was quietly taking photos, watching everything.

D'fhéach sé uirthi go bródúil.

He looked at her proudly.

Go tobann, chuaigh an spéir le héigríoch.

Suddenly, the sky opened up.

Tháinig tintreach na gréine tríd na scamaill, rud a bhí mar shíniú ón nádúr.

Sunlight broke through the clouds, which seemed like a sign from nature.

Bhí Niall ag mothú suaimhneach agus é ag féachaint ar an ghrian nua ag teacht i dtír ar a gealltanas nua.

Niall felt peaceful as he watched the new sun shine upon his new promise.

Thuig sé go raibh an foirfeacht i gcumhacht a ghrá do Siobhán.

He realized that perfection was in the power of his love for Siobhán.

Rinne siad gáire ar fad tríd an ghaoth, agus d'aistrigh na scamaill scáileanna ar an aigéan.

They laughed together in the wind, and the clouds cast shadows on the ocean.

Bhí an nóiméad foirfe, díreach mar atá an grá ceart.

The moment was perfect, just like true love.

Le croíthe lán le grá agus súil le todhchaí áthasach, ghlac siad an lá agus an saol nua a bhí rompu.

With hearts full of love and hope for a happy future, they embraced the day and the new life ahead of them.

Ba í an fhoirfeacht an nóiméad féin agus an grá a bhí á roinnt acu, ná ní aimseartha, ach uacht an chroí.

The perfection was in the moment itself and the love they shared, timeless, but the will of the heart.

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