The Soldiers Song (Amhrán Na Bhfiann)

We'll sing a song, a soldier's song With cheering rousing chorus As round our blazing fires we throng The starry heaven's o'er us Impatient for the coming fight And as we wait the morning light Here in the silence of the night We will chant a soldier's song Soldiers are we Whose lives are pledged to Ireland Some have come (have come) From a land beyond the waves (God bless them!) Sworn to be free No more our ancient sireland Shall shelter The despot or the slave Tonight we man the bearna bhaoil In Erin's cause, come woe or weal 'Mid cannons' roar or rifle's peal We will chant a soldier's song In valleys green, and towering crag Our fathers fought before us And conquered 'neath the same old flag That proudly floats before us We're children of a fighting race That never yet has known disgrace And as we march the foe to face We will chant a soldier's song Soldiers are we Whose lives are pledged to Ireland Some have come (have come) From a land beyond the waves (God bless them!) Sworn to be free No more our ancient sireland Shall shelter The despot or the slave Tonight we man the bearna bhaoil In Erin's cause, come woe or weal 'Mid cannons' roar or rifle's peal We will chant a soldier's song Sons of the Gael, men of the Pale The long-watched day is breaking The seried ranks of Innisfail Shall set the tyrant quaking Our campfires now are burning low See in the east, a silvery glow Out yonder waits the Saxon foe So chant a soldier's song Soldiers are we Whose lives are pledged to Ireland Some have come (have come) From a land beyond the waves (God bless them!) Sworn to be free No more our ancient sireland Shall shelter The despot or the slave Tonight we man the bearna bhaoil In Ireland's cause, come woe or weal 'Mid cannons' roar or rifle's peal We will chant a soldier's song Soldiers are we Whose lives are pledged to Ireland Some have come (have come) From a land beyond the waves (God bless them!) Sworn to be free No more our ancient sireland Shall shelter The despot or the slave Tonight we man the bearna bhaoil In Ireland's cause, come woe or weal 'Mid cannons' roar or rifle's peal We will chant a soldier's song