PHRASES
IN FOCLÓIR GAEILGE—BÉARLA
Chuir sé a dhá shúil tríom, he transfixed me with his eyes.
Ná cuir do dhá shúil tríom, don’t give me such a piercing look.
Tháinig sé tríom labhairt leat, it crossed my mind to speak to you.
Chuaigh an fuacht tríom, the cold pierced me to the marrow.
Chuaigh creathán ~om, a shiver went through me.