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letra de the foggy dew - the wolfe tones

as down the glen one easter morn’
to a city fair rode i
there armed lines of marching men
in squadrons passed me by
no pipe did hum, no battle drum
did sounds its loud tattoo
but the angelus bell o’er the liffey swell
rang out in the foggy dew

right proudly high in dublin town
they flung 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 britannia’s huns with their great big guns
sailed in through the foggy dew
oh, the night fell black and the riflеs’ crack
made “perfidious albion” reel
‘neath thе leaden rain, seven tongues of flame
did shine o’er the lines of steel
by each shining blade a prayer was said
that to ireland her sons be true
and when morning broke still the war flag shook
out its folds in the foggy dew

oh, the bravest fell and the requiem bell
rang mournfully and clear
for those who died at eastertide
in the springtime of the year
while the world did gaze with deep amaze
at those fearless men but few
who bore the fight that the freedom’s light
might shine through the foggy dew

back through the glen i rode again
my heart with grief was sore
for i parted with those gallant men
who i’ll never see no more
but to and fro in my dreams i go
and i kneel and pray for you
for slavery fled, o glorious dead
when you fell in the foggy dew

- the wolfe tones

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