As I look out across the sea
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I stand proud but am I free?
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A thousand years have come and gone
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I have won, I will go on
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Stand firm against the storm
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I cannot see it but it will come
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And with the ghosts of a million Gaels
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I will rise up, I will prevail
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You can starve my children
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You can kill my fighting man
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Take away my right to freedom
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And when my back is turned you kill again
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You can burn my houses
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Take away all that I have known
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But the seeds are sown
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When the Dane invaded
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The held the Gael with a strangle-hold
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Until Boru joined to clans
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He won the war, re-claimed my lands
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My green fields have been stained red
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From the blood of the Irish dead
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But with this fire that burns inside
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I will always rebel, I will survive
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You can starve my children
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You can kill my fighting man
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Take away my right to freedom
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And when my back is turned you kill again
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You can burn my houses
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Take away all that I have known
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But the seeds are sown
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1000 Years
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Cruachan |