Ireland Anthem
Ireland Anthem Text lyrics / Irish Anthem / National Ireland Anthem
English version:
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
National Anthem of Ireland (Video).
Irish Version:
Seo dhibh a chįirde duan Óglaigh,
Cathréimeach briomhar ceolmhar,
Įr dtinte cnįmh go buacach tįid,
'S an spéir go min réaltogach
Is fonnmhar faobhrach sinn chun gleo
'S go tiśnmhar glé roimh thķocht do'n ló
Fé chiśnas chaomh na hoiche ar seol:
Seo libh canaķdh Amhrįn na bhFiann.
Curfį:
Sinne Fianna Fįil
A tį fé gheall ag Éirinn,
buion dįr slua
Thar toinn do rįinig chugainn,
Fé mhóid bheith saor.
Sean tķr įr sinsir feasta
Nķ fhagfar fé'n tiorįn nį fé'n trįil
Anocht a théam sa bhearna bhaoil,
Le gean ar Ghaeil chun bįis nó saoil
Le guna screach fé lįmhach na bpiléar
Seo libh canaķdh Amhrįn na bhFiann.
Cois bįnta réidhe, ar įrdaibh sléibhe,
Ba bhuachach įr sinsir romhainn,
Ag lįmhach go tréan fé'n sįr-bhrat séin
Tį thuas sa ghaoith go seolta
Ba dhśchas riamh d'įr gcine chįidh
Gan iompįil siar ó imirt įir,
'S ag siśl mar iad i gcoinne nįmhad
Seo libh, canaķdh Amhrįn na bhFiann.
Curfį
A bhuķon nįch fann d'fhuil Ghaeil is Gall,
Sin breacadh lae na saoirse,
Ta scéimhle 's scanradh i gcroķthe namhad,
Roimh ranna laochra įr dtire.
Įr dtinte is tréith gan spréach anois,
Sin luisne ghlé san spéir anoir,
'S an bķobha i raon na bpiléar agaibh:
Seo libh, canaķdh Amhrįn na bhFiann.
Curfį
English version:
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
National Anthem of Ireland (Video).
Irish Version:
Seo dhibh a chįirde duan Óglaigh,
Cathréimeach briomhar ceolmhar,
Įr dtinte cnįmh go buacach tįid,
'S an spéir go min réaltogach
Is fonnmhar faobhrach sinn chun gleo
'S go tiśnmhar glé roimh thķocht do'n ló
Fé chiśnas chaomh na hoiche ar seol:
Seo libh canaķdh Amhrįn na bhFiann.
Curfį:
Sinne Fianna Fįil
A tį fé gheall ag Éirinn,
buion dįr slua
Thar toinn do rįinig chugainn,
Fé mhóid bheith saor.
Sean tķr įr sinsir feasta
Nķ fhagfar fé'n tiorįn nį fé'n trįil
Anocht a théam sa bhearna bhaoil,
Le gean ar Ghaeil chun bįis nó saoil
Le guna screach fé lįmhach na bpiléar
Seo libh canaķdh Amhrįn na bhFiann.
Cois bįnta réidhe, ar įrdaibh sléibhe,
Ba bhuachach įr sinsir romhainn,
Ag lįmhach go tréan fé'n sįr-bhrat séin
Tį thuas sa ghaoith go seolta
Ba dhśchas riamh d'įr gcine chįidh
Gan iompįil siar ó imirt įir,
'S ag siśl mar iad i gcoinne nįmhad
Seo libh, canaķdh Amhrįn na bhFiann.
Curfį
A bhuķon nįch fann d'fhuil Ghaeil is Gall,
Sin breacadh lae na saoirse,
Ta scéimhle 's scanradh i gcroķthe namhad,
Roimh ranna laochra įr dtire.
Įr dtinte is tréith gan spréach anois,
Sin luisne ghlé san spéir anoir,
'S an bķobha i raon na bpiléar agaibh:
Seo libh, canaķdh Amhrįn na bhFiann.
Curfį
