[00:00.000] 作曲 : Anonymous Unknown
[00:00.723] You true sons of Erin, awake from your slumbers
[00:04.583] The war blast is sounding o'er valley and hill
[00:09.359] Too long you have laid in the bed of affliction
[00:13.193] Your moans pierce my heart like a murmuring reel
[00:18.179] Your leaders were banished, yet hope has not left you
[00:21.918] Though firmly bound by the conqueror's chain
[00:26.621] So draw your swords quickly, while strength has been left you
[00:30.403] And make one bold dash for your freedom again
[00:35.305] You true sons of Erin, awake from your slumbers
[00:39.128] No longer leave tyrants your valleys invade
[00:44.016] Let the long silent harp vibrate its loud numbers
[00:47.715] Now Meaghеr is leading the Irish Brigade
[00:54.560] O how can you slumbеr, submissively yielding
[00:58.345] While the eagle of freedom shrieks loud in the air?
[01:03.077] And on strange battlefields you your sabres are wielding
[01:06.982] No heroes or chieftain more noble are there
[01:11.917] On history's pages, your fame is recorded
[01:15.599] Yet the proud Saxon traitor your green hills pollute
[01:20.451] And trample the flag which they should have regarded
[01:24.182] So strike for your freedom at tyrants' root
[01:29.176] You true sons of Erin, awake from your slumbers!
[01:32.906] No longer leave tyrants your valleys invade
[01:37.707] Let the long silent harp vibrate its loud numbers!
[01:41.478] Now Meagher is leading the Irish Brigade
[01:48.145] What monster could look upon Erin's blue mountains
[01:52.104] And view the gray fog looming up in the air
[01:56.960] Or sit for a while by her bright crystal fountains
[02:00.686] Without adding a tear of pure sympathy there?
[02:05.492] Or see her grand castles, with ivy surrounded
[02:09.375] Where now the lone cry of the night owl is heard
[02:14.092] As her beautiful rivers with echo resounded
[02:17.908] To answer the voice of the romantic birds
[02:22.764] You true sons of Erin, awake from your slumbers!
[02:26.593] No longer leave tyrants your valleys invade
[02:31.448] Let the long silent harp vibrate its loud numbers!
[02:35.128] Now Meagher is leading the Irish Brigade
[03:18.226] The famed Robert Emmet, by perjury smitten
[03:22.096] His cold-blooded murder all nations could see
[03:27.087] Now its time that his epitaph should have been written
[03:30.831] And Erin once more be great, glorious, and free
[03:35.740] With a worthy MacManus, that patriot martyr
[03:39.454] Cold, cold in the grave, though their ashes remain
[03:44.300] Yet their spirits forewarn that time is growing shorter
[03:48.126] When Erin's green banner will float o'er the main
[03:53.066] You true sons of Erin, awake from your slumbers!
[03:56.759] No longer leave tyrants your valleys invade
[04:01.715] Let the long silent harp vibrate its loud numbers!
[04:05.341] Now Meagher is leading the Irish Brigade
[04:12.588] Remember the siege of sweet Limerick, fair city
[04:15.893] When Sarsfield encountered the balance of power
[04:20.697] And her heroic daughters, both loyal and witty
[04:24.522] Saluted their foes with a hot boiling shower
[04:29.472] Is such patriotism so easily forgotten
[04:33.153] While the blood of our forefathers courses through our veins?
[04:38.007] No! Their glory exists, though their bones may be rotten
[04:41.886] To conquer our foes yet as Brian did the Danes
[04:46.783] You true sons of Erin, awake from your slumbers!
[04:50.467] No longer leave tyrants your valleys invade
[04:55.329] Let the long silent harp vibrate its loud numbers!
[04:59.067] Now Meagher is leading the Irish Brigade
[05:04.156] You true sons of Erin, awake from your slumbers!
[05:07.758] No longer leave tyrants your valleys invade
[05:12.684] Let the long silent harp vibrate its loud numbers!
[05:16.359] Now Meagher is leading the Irish Brigade
[05:21.540] Now Meagher is leading the Irish Brigade