Nationalhymne der Republik Irland
Die
Nationalhymne der Republik
Irland. "A Soldier's Song" wurde
1907 von Peadar Kearney, einem Onkel des bekannten Liedertexters
Brendan Behan, auf Englisch geschrieben und
1926 ins
Irische übersetzt. Die Melodie wurde von Peadar Kearney und Patrick Heeney komponiert.
Amhrán Na bhFiann
- Seo dhibh a cháirde duan Oglaigh,
- Cathréimeach briomhar ceolmhar,
- Ár dtinte cnámh go buacach táid,
- 'S an spéir go min réaltogach
- Is fonnmhar faobhrach sinn chun gleo
- 'S go tiúnmhar glé roimh thíocht do'n ló
- Fé chiúnas chaomh na hoiche ar seol:
- Seo libh canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann.
- Curfá:
- Sinne Fianna Fáil
- A tá fé gheall ag Éirinn,
- buion dár slua
- Thar toinn do ráinig chugainn,
- Fé mhóid bheith saor.
- Sean tír ár sinsir feasta
- Ní fhagfar fé'n tiorán ná fé'n tráil
- Anocht a théam sa bhearna bhaoil,
- Le gean ar Ghaeil chun báis nó saoil
- Le guna screach fé lámhach na bpiléar
- Seo libh canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann.
- Cois bánta réidhe, ar árdaibh sléibhe,
- Ba bhuachach ár sinsir romhainn,
- Ag lámhach go tréan fé'n sár-bhrat séin
- Tá thuas sa ghaoith go seolta
- Ba dhúchas riamh d'ár gcine cháidh
- Gan iompáil siar ó imirt áir,
- 'S ag siúl mar iad i gcoinne námhad
- Seo libh, canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann.
- Curfá
- A bhuíon nách fann d'fhuil Ghaeil is Gall,
- Sin breacadh lae na saoirse,
- Ta scéimhle 's scanradh i gcroíthe namhad,
- Roimh ranna laochra ár dtire.
- Ár dtinte is tréith gan spréach anois,
- Sin luisne ghlé san spéir anoir,
- 'S an bíobha i raon na bpiléar agaibh:
- Seo libh, canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann.
- Curfá
The Soldier's Song
- 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
Siehe auch: Liste der Nationalhymnen.
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