Singing in Gaelic is very, very natural to do. I think lends itself very much so to being sung.

The spring, summer, is quite a hectic time for people in their lives, but then it comes to autumn, and to winter, and you can't but help think back to the year that was, and then hopefully looking forward to the year that is approaching.

When I was growing up, I'd be in the choir. My mum was the organist in the church, so I'd sing in the church.

My mouth is a womb. My teeth are my children. My tongue is their babysitter.

I told the record company I didn't feel the need to be at red-carpet events. I wanted a career. But I wanted to keep myself intact as a person.

The bright days of my youthThey were full of hopeThe great journey that was before me thenWas what was destined to be, bye bye.Now I'm sorrowful,The day is long past.Alas and woe, oh.

Singing in Gaelic is very, very natural to do. I think lends itself very much so to being sung.