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
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
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Writer(s): Don Clark, Ryan Curtis Clark
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