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    Irish

    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 Fianna 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

    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
    bhFiann.

    Curfá



    English

    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 sire land
    Shall shelter the despot or the
    slave.
    Tonight we man the gap of
    danger
    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 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

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