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This Song is Dedicated to all who serve or have
served Ireland
and "whose lives are pledged to Ireland"..
Ás Gaeilge:
Amhrán na bhFiann
Seo dhibh a cháirde duan Óglaigh,
Cathréimeach briomhar ceolmhar,
Ár dtinte cnámh go buacach táid,
'S an spéir go min réaltogach
Is fonnmhar faobhrach sinn chun gleo
'S go tiúnmhar glé roimh thíocht do'n ló
Fé chiúnas chaomh na hoiche ar seol:
Seo libh canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann
Curfá
Sinne Firnna Fáil
A tá fé gheall ag Éirinn,
buion dár slua
Thar toinn do ráinig chugainn,
Fé mhóid bheith saor.
Sean tír ár sinsir feasta
Ní fhagfar fé'n tiorán ná fé'n tráil
Anocht a théam sa bhearna bhaoil,
Le gean ar Ghaeil chun báis nó saoil
Le guna screach fé lámhach na bpiléar
Seo libh canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann.
Cois bánta réidhe, ar árdaibh sléibhe,
Ba bhuachach ár sinsir romhainn,
Ag lámhach go tréan fé'n sár-bhrat séin
Tá thuas sa ghaoith go seolta
Ba dhúchas riamh d'ár gcine cháidh
Gan iompáil siar ó imirt áir,
'S ag siúl mar iad i gcoinne námhad
Seo libh, canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann
Curfá
Sinne Firnna Fáil
A tá fé gheall ag Éirinn,
buion dár slua
Thar toinn do ráinig chugainn,
Fé mhóid bheith saor.
Sean tír ár sinsir feasta
Ní fhagfar fé'n tiorán ná fé'n tráil
Anocht a théam sa bhearna bhaoil,
Le gean ar Ghaeil chun báis nó saoil
Le guna screach fé lámhach na bpiléar
Seo libh canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann.
A bhuíon nách fann d'fhuil Ghaeil is Gall,
Sin breacadh lae na saoirse,
Ta scéimhle 's scanradh i gcroíthe namhad,
Roimh ranna laochra ár dtire.
Ár dtinte is tréith gan spréach anois,
Sin luisne ghlé san spéir anoir,
'S an bíobha i raon na bpiléar agaibh:
Seo libh, canaídh Amhrán na bh Fiann.
Curfá
Sinne Firnna Fáil
A tá fé gheall ag Éirinn,
buion dár slua
Thar toinn do ráinig chugainn,
Fé mhóid bheith saor.
Sean tír ár sinsir feasta
Ní fhagfar fé'n tiorán ná fé'n tráil
Anocht a théam sa bhearna bhaoil,
Le gean ar Ghaeil chun báis nó saoil
Le guna screach fé lámhach na bpiléar
Seo libh canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann.
The National Anthem
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 will 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 sire land
Shall shelter the despot or the slave.
Tonight we man the "bhearna
bhaoil"
In Erin's cause, come woe or weal
Mid cannons' roar and
rifles peal,
We will 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:
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 sire land
Shall shelter the despot or the slave.
Tonight we man the "bhearna
bhaoil"
In Erin's cause, come woe or weal
Mid cannons' roar and
rifles peal,
We will chant a soldier's song
Sons of the Gael! Men of the Pale!
The long watched 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.
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 sire land
Shall shelter the despot or the slave.
Tonight we man the "bhearna
bhaoil"
In Erin's cause, come woe or weal
Mid cannons' roar and
rifles peal,
We will chant a soldier's song
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