Tá an margadh geal beo, lán le dathanna agus soilse beaga ag lonrú mar réaltaí sa dorchadas geimhridh.

The market is bright and lively, full of colors and small lights shining like stars in the winter darkness.

Braitheann boladh milis an fhíona te agus cnónna rósta san aer.

The sweet smell of mulled wine and roasted nuts fills the air.

Tá na daoine go léir ag lorg bronntanais Nollag uathúla, agus meadhrán spéise acu ar gach taobh.

Everyone is searching for unique Christmas gifts, with a dizziness of curiosity at every turn.

Tá Fiadh i lár an fhuadair, imníoch.

Fiadh is in the middle of the commotion, anxious.

Níl aici ach cúpla boscaí de soláthairtí ceardaíochta fágtha.

She only has a few boxes of craft supplies left.

Tá brionglóid aici bronntanais lámhdhéanta, speisialta a dhéanamh agus a dhíol.

She dreams of making and selling handmade, special gifts.

Tá sí ag brath ar ioncam na Nollag chun an gnó beag a choinneáil beo agus a teaghlach a chothú.

She relies on the Christmas income to keep the small business alive and to support her family.

Ach is geimhreadh fuar agus garbh atá ann.

But it's a cold and harsh winter.

Tá an aimsir ag bagairt bruachán sneachta a thabhairt a choimeádfadh gach aon duine sa bhaile.

The weather threatens to bring a snowstorm that would keep everyone at home.

Tá sí ag smaoineamh ar bheith ag tabhairt suas, nuair a fheiceann sí Cillian, fear déanta ceirde eile.

She's thinking about giving up when she sees Cillian, another craftsman.

Cillian, le hairdeall, molann rud éigin.

Cillian, ever alert, suggests something.

“A Fiadh, cad é mar a oibrímid le chéile? Comh-stalla a bheith againn - ta bhfuil a dhóthain spás agam. B’fhéidir go n-éireoidh linn níos mó custaiméirí a mhealladh.”

"Fiadh, how about we work together? We can have a shared stall - I have enough space. Maybe we can attract more customers."

An-smaoineamh atá ann.

It's a great idea.

Socraíonn siad a bheith in éineacht, ag roinnt soláthairtí agus turas.

They decide to join forces, sharing supplies and the journey.

Is é seo seans Fiadh.

This is Fiadh's chance.

Cuidíonn Cillian léi an stalla a eagrú.

Cillian helps her organize the stall.

Cuirfidh a n-iarrachtaí le chéile níos mó súil orthu féin.

Their combined efforts will draw more attention to them.

Go hiontach, ar maidin an deireadh seachtaine, tá an spéir glan agus gorm.

Wonderfully, on the weekend morning, the sky is clear and blue.

Tosaíonn daoine ag teacht chuig an margadh, ag mealladh na greille eile, ag sracadh an teabaigh.

People begin flocking to the market, attracting the grid of others, pulling in the throng.

Tá a n-aghaidh lán de thaom leictreach nuálaíochta.

Their faces are full of an electric burst of innovation.

Tá an stalla Fiadh agus Cillian mar mhóil de spórt agus ealaín.

The stall of Fiadh and Cillian becomes a hub of playfulness and art.

Ag machnamh ar a dhathanna fionnuara atá ann, tógann na daoine a radharc ann.

Reflecting on its cool hues, people are drawn to it.

Níos mó na riamh, tugtar aíonnóir ó thaobh Fiadh, ag ceannacht gach rud a cruthaítear aici.

More than ever, Fiadh attracts customers, buying everything she creates.

Ar deireadh an lae, tá Fiadh tar éis gach píosa a dhíol.

By the end of the day, Fiadh has sold every piece.

Tá sí lán de bhású, ní amháin do na brabúis ach don bhrí a fuair sí i gcuideachta Cillian.

She is filled with gratitude, not only for the profits but for the meaning she found in Cillian's company.

Feiceann sí anois cé chomh tábhachtach atá pobal agus comhghuaillíocht.

She now sees how important community and partnership are.

An domhan beag níos gealaí.

The world seems a bit brighter.

A bhuíochas le Cillian, tá dóchas nua aici.

Thanks to Cillian, she has a new hope.

Comhoibríocht, b’féidir, is é an sonas i ndáiríre.

Collaboration, perhaps, is true happiness.