A Nation Once Again

A Nation Once Again
Información cheneral
En aragonés Una nación atra vegada
Canción de Thomas Davis
Parolas Thomas Davis
Idioma Anglés
Compositor Thomas Davis
Chenero Folk
Publicación 1840 por
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A Nation Once Again ye una canción, escrita arredol de 1840 por Thomas Davis (1814 - 1845). Davis estió lo fundador d'un movimiento irlandés que o suyo obchectivo final yera a independencia d'Irlanda.

Ista canción ye o primer eixemplo d'o chenero de musica rebelde irlandesa. A canción narra o suenio d'una Irlanda libre. A letra anima, encara que con menos intensidat que no atras cancions rebeldes, a os irlandeses a alzar-sen y luitar por a suya tierra.

Ha estato cantata por muitos cantaires y collas irlandesas, como por eixemplo John McCormack, The Clancy Brothers, The Dubliners y tamién por Wolfe Tones en 1972, Poxy Boggards, The Irish Tenors (John McDermott, Ronan Tynan, Anthony Kearns) y Sean Conway.

En 2002, "A Nation Once Again" fue votata como a canción más popular seguntes o servicio de votación d'oyents d'a BBC por debant d'atros grans exitos como Vande Mataran u Dil Dil Pakistan.


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When boyhood's fire was in my blood
I read of ancient freemen,
For Greece and Rome who bravely stood,
Three hundred men and three men;
And then I prayed I yet might see
Our fetters rent in twain,
And Ireland, long a province, be.
A Nation once again!
A Nation once again,
A Nation once again,
And lreland, long a province, be
A Nation once again!
And from that time, through wildest woe,
That hope has shone a far light,
Nor could love's brightest summer glow
Outshine that solemn starlight;
It seemed to watch above my head
In forum, field and fane,
Its angel voice sang round my bed,
A Nation once again!
It whisper'd too, that freedom's ark
And service high and holy,
Would be profaned by feelings dark
And passions vain or lowly;
For, Freedom comes from God's right hand,
And needs a Godly train;
And righteous men must make our land
A Nation once again!
So, as I grew from boy to man,
I bent me to that bidding
My spirit of each selfish plan
And cruel passion ridding;
For, thus I hoped some day to aid,
Oh, can such hope be vain?
When my dear country shall be made
A Nation once again!