爱尔兰国歌

Seo dhíbh, a chairde, duan Óglách, 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. [Curfá] Sinne Fianna Fáil, atá faoi gheall ag Éirinn, 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 namhad Seo libh, canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann. [Curfá] Sinne Fianna Fáil, atá faoi gheall ag Éirinn, 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. A bhuíon nach fann d'fhuil Ghaeil is Gall, Sin breacadh lae na saoirse, Tá sceimhle 's scanradh i gcroíthe namhad, Roimh ranna laochra ár dtíre. Ár dtinte is tréith gan spréach anois, Sin luisne ghlé sa spéir anoir, 'S an bíobha i raon na bpiléar agaibh: Seo libh, canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann. [Curfá] Sinne Fianna Fáil, atá faoi gheall ag Éirinn, 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.

朋友们，这是献给你们的战士之歌， 激昂、雄健而又动听； 我们的篝火熊熊燃烧，气势昂扬， 夜空宁静，繁星点点； 我们渴望战斗，锐气正盛， 在天明之前，歌声清亮悠扬， 在夜色流转的温柔寂静中， 来吧，唱起战士之歌。 [副歌] 我们是爱尔兰的战士， 已向她立下誓约； 我们军中的一队人马 越过波涛来到我们身边； 我们立誓要做自由的人， 祖先的古老土地从此 绝不再屈居暴君与奴隶之下。 今夜我们冲进危险的缺口， 怀着对盖尔人的爱，无论生死， 在枪声的尖啸中，在子弹的扫射下， 来吧，唱起战士之歌。 在平坦的草地旁，在高高的山巅， 我们的先辈早已赢得胜利， 在光荣的旗帜下奋勇射击， 那旗帜高高飘扬，如帆迎风； 我们高贵的民族自古秉性如此： 面对血腥的厮杀从不后退， 像他们一样迎敌进军， 来吧，唱起战士之歌。 [副歌] 我们是爱尔兰的战士， 已向她立下誓约； 我们军中的一队人马 越过波涛来到我们身边； 我们立誓要做自由的人， 祖先的古老土地从此 绝不再屈居暴君与奴隶之下。 今夜我们冲进危险的缺口， 怀着对盖尔人的爱，无论生死， 在枪声的尖啸中，在子弹的扫射下， 来吧，唱起战士之歌。 坚强的队伍啊，你们流着盖尔人与外乡人的血， 看，自由之日的黎明已经来临； 敌人的心中充满惊恐与战栗， 面对我国英雄的行列。 我们的篝火已微弱，不见火星； 东方的天空泛起明亮的红光， 敌人已在你们的子弹射程之内： 来吧，唱起战士之歌。 [副歌] 我们是爱尔兰的战士， 已向她立下誓约； 我们军中的一队人马 越过波涛来到我们身边； 我们立誓要做自由的人， 祖先的古老土地从此 绝不再屈居暴君与奴隶之下。 今夜我们冲进危险的缺口， 怀着对盖尔人的爱，无论生死， 在枪声的尖啸中，在子弹的扫射下， 来吧，唱起战士之歌。

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. [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 sireland Shall shelter the despot or the slave. Tonight we man the gap of danger In Erin's cause, come woe or weal; 'Mid cannons' roar and rifles' peal, We'll chant a soldier's song. In valley green, on 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. [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 sireland Shall shelter the despot or the slave. Tonight we man the gap of danger In Erin's cause, come woe or weal; 'Mid cannons' roar and rifles' peal, We'll chant a soldier's song. Sons of the Gael! Men of the Pale! The long watched day is breaking; The serried ranks of Inisfail Shall set the tyrant quaking. Our camp fires 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] 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 sireland Shall shelter the despot or the slave. Tonight we man the gap of danger In Erin's cause, come woe or weal; 'Mid cannons' roar and rifles' peal, We'll chant a soldier's song.