William Wallace Day, Did anyone notice?

[MacEoghainn]

Sir William Wallace



Scots Wha Hae

Original lyrics in Scots

'Scots, wha hæ wi' Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome tæ yer gory bed,
Or tæ victorie.

'Now's the day, and now's the hour:
See the front o' battle lour,
See approach proud Edward's power -
Chains and Slavery.

'Wha will be a traitor knave?
Wha will fill a coward's grave?
Wha sæ base as be a slave?
Let him turn and flee.

'Wha, for Scotland's king and law,
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Freeman stand, or Freeman fa',
Let him on wi me.

'By Oppression's woes and pains,
By your sons in servile chains!
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free.

'Lay the proud usurpers low,
Tyrants fall in every foe,
Liberty's in every blow! -
Let us do or dee.




English translation

'Scots, who have with Wallace bled,
Scots, whom Bruce has often led,
Welcome to your gory bed
Or to victory.

'Now is the day, and now is the hour:
See the front of battle lower (threaten),
See approach proud Edward's power -
Chains and slavery.

'Who will be a traitor knave?
Who will fill a coward's grave?
Who's so base as be a slave? -
Let him turn, and flee

'Who for Scotland's King and Law
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Freeman stand or freeman fall,
Let him follow me.

'By oppression's woes and pains,
By your sons in servile chains,
We will drain our dearest veins
But they shall be free.

'Lay the proud usurpers low,
Tyrants fall in every foe,
Liberty is in every blow,
Let us do or die!



Scottish Gaelic translation

Fheachd Alba, thug le Uallas buaidh,
'Stric fo Bhrus bha'n cogadh cruaidh,
Failte dhuibh gu fois na h-uaigh,
No gu buaidh is sith.

So an latha—an uair so tha,
Feuch fo'n cruaidh a nuas mar sgail,
Feachd na h-uaill fo Ionbhar dan,
'Dheanamh thraillean dinn.

Co na shloightear, feallta, fuar?
Co na ghealtar dh'iarradh uaigh?
Co na thraill fo shail luchd-fuath?
Clis bi bhuam fhir-chlith.

Co as leth a Thir, sa Coir
Thairneas staillinn chruaidh na dhorn?
Buaidh an aird, no bas le gloir!
Lean a dheoin do Righ.

Air ar bruid fo shluagh neo-chaomh,
Air bhur n' al an sas san daors,
Traighidh sinn ar fuil 's an raon,
Bheir sinn saors' d'ar linn.

Sios na coimhich bhorb gur bas!
'Streath gun iochd- gach ceann thig bhain,
Saorsa thig an lorg gach straic.
Buaidh no- bas ma'n till.

[englishmix]

Very nice.

[Robert Phoenix]

I saw this on facebook a couple of days ago and I made sure I told everyone I could at Milwaukee's Irish fest this year.
This video was posted over on the Rogues forum

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3g61xASD-24