- Seo dhíbh, a chairde, duan Ógláigh
- Caithréimeach bríomhar ceolmhar
- Ár dtinte cnámh go buacach táid
- 'S an spéir go mín réaltógach
- Is fonnmhar faobhrach sinn chun gleo
- 'S go tiúnmhar glé roimh thíocht don ló
- Fé chiúnas chaomh na hoíche ar seol
- Seo libh, canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann
- Chorus:
- Sinne fianna fáil
- Atá faoi gheall ag Éirinn,
- Buíon dár slua
- Thar toinn do ráinig chugainn,
- Faoi mhóid bheith saor.
- Seantír ár sinsear feasta
- Ní fhágfar faoin tiorán ná faoin tráill
- Anocht a théam sa bhearna bhaoil,
- Le gean ar Ghaeil chun báis nó saoil
- Le guna scréach faoi lámhach na bpiléar
- Seo libh canaidh Amhrán na bhFiann.
- Cois bánta réidhe, ar ardaibh sléibhe
- Ba bhuadhach ár sinsir romhainn
- Ag lámhach go tréan fén sárbhrat séin
- 'Tá thuas sa ghaoth go seolta
- Ba dhúchas riamh dár gcine cháidh
- Gan iompáil siar ó imirt áir
- 'S ag siúl mar iad i gcoinne námhad
- Seo libh, canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann
- Chorus
- A bhuíon nach fann d'fhuil ghaeil is gall
- Sin breacadh lae na saoirse
- Tá sceimhle 's scanradh i gcroíthe námhad
- Roimh ranna laochra ár dtíre
- Ár dtinte is tréith gan spréach anois
- Sin luisne ghlé sa spéir anoir
- 'S an bíobha i raon na bpiléar agaibh
- Seo libh, canaídh Amhrán 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 for 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,
- 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
| - Sing a song, a soldier's song,
- After all, our banner is flying.
- In our eyes the lights are on,
- Bonfires and stars above us;
- We long for our coming battle,
- The light is morning and the day is different
- And here, with you, in the silence of the night,
- We sing a song of soldiers.
- Chorus:
- Soldiers we are
- The spirit of Ireland is boiling in us,
- Even though we
- Not everyone was born there,
- We swore -
- There will be no dear home
- Shelter despot with a slave.
- We will break the chains of slavery
- Let death or light enter our home,
- Through the volleys howl and roar sing!
- We sing a song of soldiers.
- In the valleys, the rocks, the light of the eyes,
- Lives fathers courage
- Fought for us in their hour
- Under the proud ancient flag!
- We will not dishonor the fathers,
- For mothers, orphans and widows!
- Forward! sweeping insolent,
- We sing a song of soldiers.
- Chorus
- The sons of gaela! The power of the earth!
- Break the darkness of many years of night!
- Let's close the ranks and we are in the dust
- Tear the troops of tyrants in tatters!
- The fire that our eyes burns
- Look - zarey east lit!
- Death to the Saxons! We are going forward!
- Sing them a soldier's song!
- Chorus
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