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seo dhibh, achairde duan,
oglaigh, cathre imeach
brioghmhar ceolmhar,
ar dteinte cnamh go buacach
taid, 's an speir go min realtogach,
is fonnmhar faobhrach sinn chun gleo,
's go tiun gle roimh thiocht do'n lo,
fe chiunas chaomh na hoiche arseol:
seo libh, canaidh amhran na bhfiann.
(chorus):
sinn ne fianna fail atta fe
gheall ag eirinn, buidhean dar sluagh
thar tuinn do rainig chughainn,
fe mhoid bheith saor.
seantir ar sinnsear feasta
ni fagfar fe'n tioran na fe'n trail.
anocht a theam sa bhearna bhaoghail,
le gean ar ghaedhil
chun bais no saoghail,
le gunasgreach,
fe lamhach na bpilear,
seo libh, canaidh amhran na bhfiann.
cois banta reidhe,
ar ardaibh sleibhe,
ba bhuadhach ar sinnsear romhainn,
ag lamhach go trean
fe'n sar-bhrat sein
ta thuas sa ghaoith go seolta.
ba dhuthchas riamh d'ar geine chaidh
gan iompail siar o imirt air,
's ag siubhal mar iad i
gcoinnibh namhad
seo libh, canaidh amhran na bhfiann.
(chorus)
a bhuidhean nach fann d'fhuil
ghaoidheal is gall,
sin breacadh lae na saoirse,
ba sgeimhle 's sgannradh i
a bhuidhean nach fann d'fhuil
ghaoidheal is gall,
sin breacadh lae na saoirse,
ta sgeimhle 's sgannradh i
gcroidhthibh namhad,
roimh ranngibh laochra ar dtire.
ar dteinte is treith
gan spreach anois,
sin luisne ghle san speir anoir,
's an biodhbha i raon
na bpilear agaibh:
seo libh, canaidh amhran na bhfiann.
(chorus)
we'll sing a song, a soldier's song,
with cheering, rousing chorus,
as round our blazing fires we throng,
the starry heavens o'er us;
impatient for the coming fight, and
as we wait the morning's light,
here in the silence of the night,
we'll chant a soldier's song.
(chorus):
soldiers are we, whose lives are
pledged to ireland;
some have come from
a land beyond the wave.
sworn to be free,
no more our ancient sireland
shall shelter the despot
or the slave.
tonight we man the bearna baoghail in
erin's cause, come woe or weal;
'mid cannons' roar and rifles' peal
we'll chant a soldier's song.
in valley green,on towering crag, our
fathers fought before us,
and conquered 'neath the same old
flag that's proudly floating o'er us.
we're children of a fighting race,
that never yet has known disgrace,
and as we march, the foe to face,
we'll chant a soldier's song.
(chorus)
sons of the gael! men of the pale!
the long watch'd day is breaking;
the serried ranks of inisfail shall
set the tyrant quaking.
our camp fires now are burning low;
see in the east a silv'ry glow,
out yonder waits the saxon foe, so
chant a soldier's song.