Amhrán na bhFiann Trans. by Liam O'Rinn Sinne Fianna Fáil Atá Fá gheall ag Éirinn Buidhean dár sluagh tar rúinn do ráinig chughainn Fámhoídh bheírh saor Sean-tír ár sinnsear feasta Ní fágfar fá'n tíorán ná fa'n tráil Anocht a theigeamh sa bhearna baoghail Le gean ar Gaedhí chun báis nó saoghail Le gunna sgréach: Fá lamhach na piléar Seo Libh canaidh amhrán na bhFiann Refrain: Seo dhibh a cháirde duan oglaidh Caithréimeach, bríoghmhar, ceolmhar Ár dteinte cnámh go buacach táid 'S an spéir go min réaltógach Is fionmhar faobhrach sinn chun gleo 'S go tiúnmhar glé roimh tigheacht do'n ló Fa ciúnas chaoimh na h-oidhche ar seol Seo libh, canaídh amhrán na bhFiann Cois banta réidhe, ar árdaibh sléibhe Ba bhuadhach ár rinnsear romhainn Ag lámhach go tréan fá'n sár- bhrat séin Tá thuas sa ghaoith go seolta Ba dhúthchas riamh d'ár gcine cháidh Gan iompáil riar ó imirt áir 'Siubhal mar iad i gcoinnibh rámhaid Seo libh, canaidh amhrán na bhFiann Refrain: A buidhean nach fann d'fuil Ghaoidheal is Gall Sinn breacadh lae na saoirse Tá sgéimhle 's sgannradh í gcroidhthibh namhad Roimh ranngaibh laochra ár dtíre Ár dteinte is tréith gan spréach anois Sin luinne ghlé san spéir anoir 'S an bíodhbha i raon na bpiléar agaibh Seo libh, canaidh amhrán na bhFiann Refrain:

A Soldier's Song 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 Refrain: 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 Refrain: 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 Refrain:

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