Bh an teas chomh l idir sin gur dh n s a sh ile go docht.
The warmth was so strong that he shut his eyes tightly.
Ach d'oscail an solas rud igin ina chro le f rsa m n.
But the light opened something in his heart with gentle force.
Mhothaigh Bambi faoi dhra ocht, gafa i ngeasa thais.
Bambi felt enchanted, caught in a spell of joy.
Bh sceitim n fi ine air agus is ar igean a bh s in ann seasamh go socair.
He was overcome with wild excitement and could hardly stand still.
Bh s caillte go hioml n i bpl isi r na huaire.
He was completely lost in the pleasure of the moment.
L im s san aer tr huaire, ansin ceithre huaire, ansin c ig huaire.
He leaped into the air three times, then four, then five.
B' igean d chosa l im; n raibh siad in ann fanacht socair.
His legs had to leap; they could not stay still.
Mhothaigh s g domhain le s neadh agus l im suas.
He felt a deep need to stretch and spring upward.
Sh n a gh aga ga amach le sonas i ngach treo.
His young limbs reached out with happiness in every direction.
Th inig a an il domhain agus l n isteach ina bhrollach.
His breath came deep and full into his chest.
L on s a scamh ga le haer milis na f arach.
He filled his lungs with the sweet meadow air.
Bh an boladh chomh h lainn sin gur chuir s l im ar s.
The scent was so lovely it made him leap again.
N raibh Bambi ach ina leanbh f s, l n iontais.
Bambi was still only a child, full of wonder.