Gaelic



Amhrn na bhFiann

Seo dhibh a chirde duan glaigh,

Cathrimeach briomhar ceolmhar,

r dtinte cnmh go buacach tid,

'S an spir go min raltogach

Is fonnmhar faobhrach sinn chun gleo

'S go tinmhar gl roimh thocht do'n l

F chinas chaomh na hoiche ar seol:

Seo libh canadh Amhrn na bhFiann



Curf:

Sinne Firnna Fil

A t f gheall ag irinn,

buion dr slua

Thar toinn do rinig chugainn,

F mhid bheith saor.

Sean tr r sinsir feasta

N fhagfar f'n tiorn n fn tril

Anocht a tham sa bhearna bhaoil,

Le gean ar Ghaeil chun bis n saoil

Le guna screach f lmhach na bpilar

Seo libh canadh Amhrn na bhFiann.



Cois bnta ridhe, ar rdaibh slibhe,

Ba bhuachach r sinsir romhainn,

Ag lmhach go tran f'n sr-bhrat sin

T thuas sa ghaoith go seolta

Ba dhchas riamh d'r gcine chidh

Gan iompil siar imirt ir,

'S ag sil mar iad i gcoinne nmhad

Seo libh, canadh Amhrn na bhFiann



Curf



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