Fuaim a' bhlair, ceol a' chogaidh An guth 's an naire Air cluasan eachdraidh Sgith dh'an bhlar, sgith dh'an chogadh An t'eallach 's an cradh Air gualainn eachdraidh
BlĂ r non Gaidheal, an Gaidheal 's an codagh An fhuil 's am bas Air braighean eachdraidh Fuaim a' bhlair, ceol a' chogaidh An guth 's an naire Air cluasan eachdraidh
Saidhdear mi sa' Fhraing 's sa Ghearmailt Saidhdear mi air raointean Chanada Saidhdear mi san SpĂ inn san Eadailt Saidhdear mi 'nam aghaidh fhein an Eirinn
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The noise of battle, the music of war The voice and the disgrace In the ears of history Tired of the battle, tired of the war The burden and the pain On the shoulders of history
The battle of the Gael, the Gael and the war The blood and the death On the braes of history The noise of battle, the music of war The voice and the disgrace In the ears of history
I have soldiered in France and Germany I have soldiered on the plains of Canada I have soldiered in Spain and Italy I have soldiered against my fellow Gael in Ireland