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Amhrán na bhFiann
Soldier's Song
Seo dhibh a cháirde duan Oglaigh,
We'll sing song, a soldier's song, Cathréimeach bríomhar ceolmhar,
With cheering rousing chorus, ár dtinte cnámh go buacach táid,
As round our blazing fires we throng, 'S an spéir go mín réaltógach
The starry heavens o'er us; Is fonnmhar faobhrach sinn chun gleo
Impatient for the coming fight, 'S go tiúnmhar glé roimh th�ocht do'n ló
And as we wait the morning's light, Fa chiúnas chaomh na hoiche ar seol:
Here in the silence of the night, Seo libh cana�dh Amhrán na bhFiann
We'll chant a soldier's song. Chorus: Sinne Firnna Fáil
Soldiers are we Atá fá gheall ag éirinn,
whose lives are pledged to Ireland; buion dár slua
Some have come Thar túinn do ráinig chugainn,
from a land beyond the wave. Fámhórd bheith saor
Sworn to be free, Sean tír ár sinsir feastá
No more our ancient sire land Ní fhagfar fá tíorá fán tráil
Shall shelter the despot or the slave. Anocht a th�am sa bhearna bhaoil,
Tonight we man the gap of danger Le gean ar Ghaeil chun báis nó saoil
In Erin's cause, come woe or weal guna screach fá l mhach na bpiléar
'Mid cannons' roar and rifles peal, Seo libh canaidh Amhrán na bhFiann.
We'll chant a soldier's song Chorus: A bhuidhean nach fann d'fhuil Ghaeil is Gall,
Sons of the Gael! Men of the Pale! Sin breacadh lae na saoirse,
The long watched day is breaking; Tá scéimhle 's scanradh i gcroidthe namhad,
The serried ranks of Inisfail Roimh ranna laochra ár dtíre.
Shall set the Tyrant quaking. ár dtinte is tréith gan spréach anois,
Our camp fires now are burning low; Sin luisne ghlé san spéir anoir,
See in the east a silv'ry glow, 'S an b�obha i raon na bpiléar agaibh:
Out yonder waits the Saxon foe, Seo libh, cana�dh Amhrán na bhFiann. :
So chant a soldier's song. , Chorus: