O'er the seven hills of Macha
In an age now passed by
Lived a people once forgotten
Beneath an ancient sky
For protection they had warriors
Unsurpassed on Eireann's shore
Warriors of the Craobh Rua
An eternal name in lore
The RÃu00ad he Dwelt at Emain
Ard-RÃu00ad of Ulaidh's Land
The people they had Plenty
Under Ard-RÃu00ad's Mighty Hand
Cruinneach in your arrogance
And boastfulness and pride
Evoking a curse
Upon your own kind
Curse of a woman!
Due to man's boastfulness
And the follyness of man
Man, may yet pay due
A curse I place on you
A curse I place on you
A weakness like a woman near her time
Once in every cycle, Ulaidh's strength
Will fail to shine, fail, fail to shine
Man may yet pay due
A curse I place on you
A curse I place on, curse I place on you
But in Ulaidh's hour of need
Mighty Lugh did pay heed
He begot a son at Brú na Bóinne
Under a sign of great tragedy
Setanta as a boy, as a boy, as a boy
Cú Chulainn, as a man, as a man, as a man
Standing alone against Connaught's might
One against all, the eternal fight
Champions they came
Champions they did fall
Standing alone
Cú chulainn, slew them all!
For the pride of Emain Macha, Emain Macha, Emain Macha
For the pride of Emain Macha, Emain Macha, Emain Macha
For the pride of Emain Macha, Emain Macha, Emain Macha
Pride of Emain Macha
That special seat of power

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