Absolutely fucking love this young lad. My 7 year old speaks Irish and sings in it as well. Beautiful language. We need more people in Belfast speaking it. 🇮🇪

How can i describe what i am hearing here. Perfect pitch with an old and ancient frequency coming through, nothing forgotten or left out in the long history and tradition of the Gael's singing. I feel so anchored and grounded in the sound of Ireland. This young man's voice and singing is incredibly deep, masterful and beautiful.

You don’t need to know the words..history is taking through his voice .. beautiful ❤

The kind of voice (and attitude) we’ve been waiting for. I could listen to Paiaras all day. Make an album please 😊

His ancestors are speaking

Few forms of music in the world can match mesmerising splendour of traditional Irish folk.

Beautiful voice, awesome singing and handsome young fella. 👍

That. Pitch. ACCURACY! Ya could tune a feckin' piano to him. An mhaith ar fad!

he has a gift

Simply sublime. What a beautiful voice. Thank you Patraig 😘

Proud….beautifully done 👍🏻

gorgeous effortless voice.. such promise adn talent.. top lad..

Go halainn !!

Magic 😊

"O Pádraig Mac Ruairí, you fine noble man, May you be in good health forever. This fine son of mirth dwells in Tory to the north Where he has a constant supply of ships and boats He does not wish to meanly hug this shore But rather to venture to the harbours of Spain; The navy, with cannon to the ready, pursue him, But Pádraig will never be captured. Paddy and kindly Éamonn Ó Dúgáin Are sailing together for France Their vessel’s sails are unfurled As they search for wine and brandy And we are not surprised in the least That Pádraig should return from the sea to us bearing goods from Spain As his son-in-law likewise trades in every nation Dealing with the French and the Spaniards. There is not a place of abundance or plenty in all of Europe But they fetch from it to us in time of shortage; And may the King of Sunday protect these bravest of men In times of mighty gale or danger. Corn and barley are as plentiful as turf From the east in Gaoth Dobhair to this valley; Pádraig will bring more still from County Mayo And we shall not be doleful come the summer. As she (the vessel) returns safely, she is a pearl to behold As she glistens in the surrounding sunlight; How wonderful to be at the slated mill For it is there we shall truly drink our fill. Hundreds are welcome to feast in the cabin As she is moored at the quay on a summer’s morn; To this stronghold sugar and claret will be brought to us And a cargo of strong rum and brandy to boot. Her hold is laden with ale most expensive; Rum, brandy and the vintages of Spain. Every boat in the country flocks To buy duty free from Pádraig. O Nancy, in Tory you surpass any other for all time And this new married life will surely agree with you, And Catríona, spouse of good-hearted Éamonn, is similar For she is the merriest in all the place." --- as you can see good old Pádraig Mac Ruairí was a smuggler :)

Thanks, Brittany Broski, for uncovering this for me.

Wonderful singing!

beautiful singing and beautiufl song, really fine...

Beautiful.

Superb! 💚

Goodness!! I hope to hear more!

brilliant!

Lovely and charming!

Very nice thank you

wooooo. Do you do any of the songs by iarla Olionaird or Niamhh farrell?

Go halainnar fad.

Translation online?

What language is this please?