Alba s touto skladbou:
Plain and Simple,
The history of Ireland is a history of oppression
And the struggle of the people against it
The history of grasping landlords
And coniving politicians who sought to deprive the people of their birthright.
At regular times in Irelands past these grievances have boilled over
And the ordinary people have reacted in the only way open to them..
Rebellion.
Wrap the green flag round me, boys
To die were far more sweet
With Erin's noble emblem boys
To be my winding sheet.
In life l loved to see it wave
And follow where it led
But now my eyes grow dim - my hand
Would grasp its last bright shred.
Then wrap the green flag round me, boys
To die were far sweet
With Erin's noble emblem boys
To be my winding sheet.
And if, when all a vigil keep,
The West's asleep! the West's asleep!
Alas! and well may Erin weep
That Connacht lies in s1umber deep.
But, hark! a voice like thunder spake,
The West's awake! the West's awake!
Sing, Oh! hurrah! let England quake,
We'll watch till death for Erin's sake
When boyhood's fire was in my blood
I read of ancient freemen
Of Greece and Rome who bravely stood
Three hundred men and three men
And then I thought I yet might see
Our fetters rent in twain
And Ireland long a province be
A nation once again
A nation once again, a nation once again
And Irealand long a province be a nation once again
A nation once again, a nation once again
And Irealand long a province be a nation once again
