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"Seo chugainn na sl6ighte 'teacht anuas droim an tsleibhe<br />

Is a mbratach ag craitheadh go hard leis a' ghaoith;<br />

Is deas 'gus is aerach a gcoisceim 's a n-eide<br />

Seacht m'anam na trein-fhir nach dtreigfeadh a dtir<br />

Ta deallramh 'gcuid sleanntrach' cur maise ar na gleanntain<br />

Mar loinnir na maidne nuair eirios an ghrian;<br />

Ta a ngl6rtha go dana 'cur troid ar a namhaid -<br />

Fagaigi an bealach ag sl6ighte na bhFiann<br />

Seo thuas cuid d'aistriuchan a rinne an scribhneoir<br />

cliuteach 6 Thir Chona<strong>ill</strong>, Seosamh Mac Grianna, den<br />

amhrcin bhrea a scriobh Micheal 6 Scanlain fad6. Ta clu<br />

agus cail le fada ar an mbailead "The Bold Fenian Men"<br />

Biodh se againn anois:<br />

See who comes over the red blossomed heather.<br />

Their green banners kissing the pure mountain air,<br />

Heads erect, eyes to front, stepping proudly together.<br />

Sure freedom sits throned on each proud spirit there.<br />

Down the h<strong>ill</strong>s twining<br />

Their blessed steel shining<br />

Like rivers of beauty that flow from each glen.<br />

From mountain and valley,<br />

'Tis Liberty's rally-<br />

Out and make way for the bold Fenian men!<br />

Our prayers and our tears they have scoffed and derided.<br />

They've shut out God's sunlight from spirit and mind.<br />

Our foes were united and we were divided,<br />

We met and they scattered our ranks to the wind.<br />

But once more returning,<br />

Within our veins burning<br />

The fires that iIIumine dark Aherlow glen;<br />

We raise the old cry anew,<br />

Slogan of Conn and Hugh -<br />

Out and make way for the bold Fenian men!<br />

We've men from the Nore, from the Suir and the Shannon;<br />

Let the tyrants come forth, we'll bring force against force.<br />

Our pen is the sword and our voice is the cannon,<br />

Rifle for rifle and horse against horse.<br />

We've made the false Saxon yield<br />

Many a red battlefield:<br />

God on our side, we w<strong>ill</strong> triumph again;<br />

Pay them back woe for woe,<br />

Give them back blow for blow -<br />

Out and make way for the bold Fenian men!<br />

Side by side for the cause have our forefathers<br />

When our h<strong>ill</strong>s never echoed the tread of a<br />

In many a field where the leaden hail rattled<br />

Through the red gap of glory they<br />

And those who inherit<br />

Their name and their spirit<br />

W<strong>ill</strong> march 'neath the banners Qf<br />

All who love foreign law ­<br />

Native or Sasanach -<br />

Must out and make<br />

eile eta<br />

ar 70 bliain) i Mheiricea ach nior<br />

chaIU si an "" iontach a bhi aige riamh da thir duchais.<br />

Fear cIiIfnaean dlUs dochloite a bhi ann agus file oilte<br />

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