Alan Stivell Irish rebel song Lyrics
            As down the glen one easter morn
            To a city fair rode i,
            Their armed lines of marching men
            In squadrons passed me by.
            No pipe did hum, no battle drum
            Did sound its loud tattoo
            But the angelus' bells o'er the liffey's wells
            Rang out in the foggy dew.
        
            Right proudly high in dublin town
            Hung they out a flag of war.
            'twas better to die 'neath an irish sky
            Than at suvla or sud el bar.
            And from the plains of royal meath
            Strong men came hurrying through;
            While brittania's huns with their long-range guns
        
            Sailed in through the foggy dew.
        
            The bravest fell, and the requiem bell
            Rang mournfully and clear
            For those who died that easter-tide
            In the springing of the year.
            While the world did gaze with deep amaze
            At those fearless men but few
            Who bore the fight that freedom's light
            Might shine through the foggy dew.
        
            And back through the glen i rode again
            And my heart with grief was sore
            For i parted then with valiant men
            Whom i never shall see more
            But to and fro
            In my dreams i go
            And i kneel and pray for you
            For slavery fled
            Oh, glorious dead
            When you fell in the foggy dew
        
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