The Soldier's Song (english Version) Songtext

by Peadar KearneyWe'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 nightWe'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 sirelandShall shelter the despot or the slave.Tonight we man the 'bhearna bhaoil',In Erin's cause, come woe or weal;'Mid cannons' roar and rifles' pealWe'll chant a soldier's song.In valley green, on towering crag,Our fathers fought before us,And conquered 'neath that same old flagThat's proudly floating o'er us.We're children of a fighting raceThat 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 InisfailShall set the Tyrant quaking.Our campfires 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]