There's a blossom that blows, that scoffs at the snows And it faces root fast the rage of the blast It sweetens the sod no slave ever trod Since the mountains upreared their altars to God
The flower of the free, the heather, the heather The Bretons and Scots and Irish together The Manx and the Welsh and Cornish forever Six nations are we all Celtic and free
Our blossom is red as the life's blood we shed For Liberty's cause against alien laws When Lochiel and O'Neill and Llewellyn drew steel For Alba's and Erin's and Cambria's weal
The flower of the free, the heather, the heather The Bretons and Scots and Irish together The Manx and the Welsh and Cornish forever Six nations are we all Celtic and free
Let the Saxon and Dane bear the rule o'er the plain On the hem of God's robe is our scepter and globe For the Lord of all light revealed in his height For heaven and earth rose up in his sight
The flower of the free, the heather, the heather The Bretons and Scots and Irish together The Manx and the Welsh and Cornish forever Six nations are we all Celtic and free