Welcome to my dance
The seed of poets
The harvest awaited me
From the day I was young
Welcome to my land, the white island of the west
The place that sees all understanding and truth
Locked in my heart
Welcome to my language
She is what I learned as a child
The great noble song of the Gaels< br/>As a banner for me every day
Even though they tried
To destroy us
My family will see the hill of the ages
Even though our cannon is wounded with str
br/>In this land she will live
Come and walk with me
By the ocean
I will show you
Tir a Murain

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