| Amhrán na bhFiann
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The Soldier's Song
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| Seo dhibh a cháirde duan Óglaigh
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We'll sing a song, a soldier's song
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| Cathréimeach briomhar ceolmhar
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With cheering rousing chorus
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| Ár dtinte cnámh go buacach táid
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As round our blazing fires we throng
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| 'S an spéir go min réaltogach
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The starry heavens o'er us
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| Is fonnmhar faobhrach sinn chun gleo
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Impatient for the coming fight
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| 'S go tiúnmhar glé roimh thíocht do'n ló
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And as we await the morning's light
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| Fé chiúnas chaomh na hoiche ar seol
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Here in the silence of the night
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| Seo libh canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann
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We'll chant a soldier's song
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| Sinne Fianna Fáil
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Soldiers are we
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| A tá fé gheall ag Éirinn
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Whose lives are pledged to Ireland
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| Buion dár slua
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Some have come
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| Thar toinn do ráinig chugainn
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From a land beyond the wave
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| Fé mhóid bheith saor
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Sworn to be free
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| Sean tír ár sinsir feasta
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No more our ancient sireland
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| Ní fhagfar fé'n tiorán ná fé'n tráil
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Shall shelter the despot or the slave
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| Anocht a théam sa bhearna bhaoil
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Tonight we man the gap of danger
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| Le gean ar Ghaeil chun báis nó saoil
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In Erin's cause, come woe or weal
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| Le guna screach fé lámhach na bpiléar
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'Mid cannon's roar and rifles' peal
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| Seo libh canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann
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We'll chant a soldier's song
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| Cois bánta réidhe, ar árdaibh sléibhe
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In valley green, on towering crag
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| Ba bhuachach ár sinsir romhainn
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Our fathers fought before us
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| Ag lámhach go tréan fé'n sár-bhrat séin
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And conquered 'neath the same old flag
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| Tá thuas sa ghaoith go seolta
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That's proudly floating o'er us
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| Ba dhúchas riamh d'ár gcine cháidh
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We're children of a fighting race
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| Gan iompáil siar ó imirt áir
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That never yet has known disgrace
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| 'S ag siúl mar iad i gcoinne námhad
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And as we march, the foe to face
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| Seo libh canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann
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We'll chant a soldier's song
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| Sinne Fianna Fáil...
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Soldiers are we...
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| A bhuíon nách fann d'fhuil Ghaeil is Gall
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Sons of the Gael! Men of the Pale!
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| Sin breacadh lae na saoirse
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The long-watched day is breaking
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| Ta scéimhle 's scanradh i gcroíthe namhad
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The serried ranks of Inisfail
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| Roimh ranna laochra ár dtire
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Shall set the tyrant quaking
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| Ár dtinte is tréith gan spréach anois
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Our camp fires now are burning low
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| Sin luisne ghlé san spéir anoir
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See in the east a silv'ry glow
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| 'S an bíobha i raon na bpiléar agaibh
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Out yonder waits the Saxon foe
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| Seo libh canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann
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So chant a soldier's song
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| Sinne Fianna Fáil...
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Soldiers are we...
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