Gaelic Ireland is broken but her song still remains
Gaelic Ireland can be woken in the hearts of your wains
Broken hearted I'll wander, broken hearted I'll remain
Till Gaelic Ireland is awoken, I will take on the blame

Gaelic Ireland is grieving but the day will beat the night
Gaelic Ireland is believing that community is bright
Fare thee well to the prison with its high walls of shame
Let the druids all awake now and light campfires again

In 2000 and 15 we faced down church and state
That sweet spirit of rebellion we can once more awake
Well I say "Slán" to people instead of "Goodbye"
Old oak trees are my steeples, for to us they don't lie

Gaelic Ireland is broken but her song still remains
Gaelic Ireland can be woken in the hearts of your wains
Community, hospitality and sweet artistry are we
If we hold on to hatred then our hearts won't beat free