Bhí lá fionnuar i mBaile Átha Cliath.

It was a cool day in Baile Átha Cliath.

Bhí na duilleoga ar Shráid Grafton donn agus órga, ag titim go mall ar an talamh.

The leaves on Sráid Grafton were brown and golden, falling slowly to the ground.

I lár an torann agus an torann a bhí ann, bhí Siobhán agus Niall ag siúl.

Amidst all the hustle and bustle, Siobhán and Niall were walking.

Bhí Siobhán ag cuardach geansaí compordach don fhómhar.

Siobhán was searching for a comfortable sweater for autumn.

Bhí a hintinn socraithe ar rud teolaí, ach bhí imní uirthi faoin airgead.

Her mind was set on something cozy, but she was worried about the money.

Bhí scéal ag Siobhán i gcónaí faoin geimhreadh teolaí ina baile.

Siobhán always had a story about the cozy winter in her hometown.

Ach sa chathair mhóir, bhí praghsanna eile ann.

But in the big city, there were different prices altogether.

Thaitin an siúlóid le Niall.

Niall enjoyed the walk.

Thaitin an fuadar agus fuinneamh na cathrach leis.

He liked the hustle and energy of the city.

Bhí sé ag tnúth leis an taobh spraoi de na siopaí.

He was looking forward to the fun side of the shops.

Ach bhí Siobhán dírithe.

But Siobhán was focused.

Bhí a súil ag breathnú tríd na fuinneoga ar na geansaithe dathanna éagsúla.

Her eyes were scanning through the windows at sweaters of various colors.

Sa deireadh, chonaic Siobhán geansaí foirfe.

In the end, Siobhán saw the perfect sweater.

Bhain sé a anáil de.

It took her breath away.

Gallúnach, te, geánúil, ach an-dearfach.

Soft, warm, and cozy, but very positive.

Ach, nuair a rinne sí seiceáil ar an bpriagh, d’iompaigh a croí beagán.

However, when she checked the price, her heart sank a little.

Bhí sé níos costasaí ná mar a bhí súil aici.

It was more expensive than she had expected.

D’fhéach sí timpeall ar Niall, a bhí fós ag gáire agus ag baint taitneamh as an atmosféar.

She looked around at Niall, who was still smiling and enjoying the atmosphere.

“Nach feicfidh tú rud níos saoire?” mhol Niall le bándáil.

“Won't you find something cheaper?” suggested Niall gently.

“Níl sé chomh furasta sin,” a dúirt Siobhán, ag déanamh smaointe.

“It’s not that easy,” said Siobhán, thinking.

Bhí an ruaig ar a cuid airgid.

Her money was tight.

Shiúil sí ar aghaidh.

She walked on.

Bhí an siopa an-ghnóthach.

The shop was very busy.

Gach duine ag iarraidh an t-am foirfe a fháil.

Everyone was trying to find the perfect item.

Nuair a bhí Siobhán beagnach réidh le géilleadh, chonaic sí geansaí eile ar an gcathaoir sa choirnéal.

When Siobhán was almost ready to give up, she saw another sweater on the chair in the corner.

Bhí sé cosúil leis an gceann eile.

It was similar to the other one.

An dath céanna, an méid céanna, ach praghas níos ísle.

The same color, the same size, but at a lower price.

Mar a bheadh fágtha ag duine éigin.

As if someone had left it behind.

Scrúdaigh sí é go cúramach.

She examined it carefully.

Bhí sé ar fheabhas.

It was perfect.

“Cad a cheapann tú?” a dúirt sí le Niall.

“What do you think?” she said to Niall.

“Tá cuma iontach air!” a d’fhreagair sé.

“It looks great!” he replied.

“Is cosúil go bhfuair tú an méid a bhí uait.”

“It seems like you found what you were looking for.”

Chuaigh Siobhán i dtreo an tseirbhísí agus cheannaigh sí an geansaí.

Siobhán went towards the cashier and bought the sweater.

Bhí sí buíoch as an bhfuíollach.

She was grateful for the discovery.

Chuir sí í féin in iúl go raibh rudaí go minic fásta trí fhoighne agus beagán tuisceana.

She expressed that things often materialize with patience and a bit of understanding.

Agus é ag imeacht ó Shráid Grafton, mothaíonn Siobhán te agus sásta.

As they left Sráid Grafton, Siobhán felt warm and happy.

D’fhéach sí anuas ar a geansaí nua, ag sméideadh suas i dtreo na scamaill fhómhar.

She looked down at her new sweater, glancing up towards the autumn clouds.

“Is breá liom an cathair seo,” a dúirt sí go ciúin.

“I love this city,” she said quietly.

Agus d’aontaigh Niall go hiomlán.

And Niall agreed completely.