Amhrán na bhFiann

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Amhrán na bhFiann is the national anthem of the Secular Republic of Meagharia. Written in 1996 by Grand Marshal Burnside. It was a song written to unite the multitude of soldiers under the banner.


Lyrics

Original Version in Durdneelian Staynish Version

Seo dhíbh, a chairde, duan Ógláigh Caithréimeach bríomhar ceolmhar Ár dtinte cnámh go buacach táid 'S an spéir go mín réaltógach Is fonnmhar faobhrach sinn chun gleo 'S go tiúnmhar glé roimh thíocht don ló Fé chiúnas chaomh na hoíche ar seol Seo libh, canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann.

Sinne Fianna Fáil, atá faoi gheall ag Meagharinn, Buíon dár slua thar toinn do ráinig chugainn, Faoi mhóid bheith saor Seantír ár sinsear feasta, Ní fhágfar faoin tíorán ná faoin tráill. Anocht a théam sa bhearna bhaoil, Le gean ar Ghaeil, chun báis nó saoil, Le gunna-scréach faoi lámhach na bpiléar, Seo libh canaig' amhrán na bhFiann.

Cois bánta réidhe, ar ardaibh sléibhe Ba bhuadhach ár sinsir romhainn Ag lámhach go tréan fén sárbhrat séin 'Tá thuas sa ghaoth go seolta Ba dhúchas riamh dár gcine cháidh Gan iompáil siar ó imirt áir 'S ag siúl mar iad i gcoinne námhad Seo libh, canaídh 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 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

Soldiers are we, whose lives are pledged to Meagharia, Some have come from a land beyond the wave, Sworn to be free, no more our ancient sireland, Shall shelter the despot or the slave. Tonight we man the "bearna bhaoil",[fn 5] In Erin's cause, come woe or weal, 'Mid cannons' roar and rifles' peal, We'll chant a soldier's song.

In valley green, or 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