Uislenn

By Silfren the Singer

Dawn is breaking, across the land
Spears are rising in every hand
The children of the living and the ghosts of the dead
Will waken to the thunder of the warrior’s tread

Uislenn cha’niel bas ach ruidgh,
Fill your tankards, raise them high
Here’s a health to the dream that never dies
Uislenn cha’niel bas ach ruidgh.

The blazing beacons have called the clans
The fate of our kindred is in our hands
Bound to the land by ties of blood
Bound to our brothers by oath and sword

Uislenn…

The ravens are calling, blood is on the spears
The songs of our fathers ring in our ears
All men are mortal, he who lives must die
Uislenn cha’niel bas ach ruidgh

Uislenn…