Ach ach as tind ar toirrthimm...

Ach ach as tind ar toirrthimm,
choimthind lind clach is cerchaill.

oh * oh * is * sore * our * sleep
equally sore * to us * stone * and * pillow

Sleep comes hard to me,
the pillow might as well be rock.

A marginal note by Murchadh Ó Cuindlis, the scribe of the Leabhar Breac, on the bottom of page 105. He is very likely quoting a half stanza from an existing poem.