AllNational Anthems's video: National Anthem Of Ireland

Words by: Peadar Kearney (English), Liam Ó Rinn (Irish) Music by: Patrick Heeney and Peadar Kearney Adopted: 1926 Slovak Radio Symphony Orchestra The text of Amhrán na bhFiann, consisting of three stanzas and a chorus, was written in 1907. It was first published in the newspaper, Irish Freedom in 1912. The chorus solely was quietly adopted as the National Anthem in 1926, amid much discussion about the national anthem. The anthem was originally written in English, the later Irish translation by Liam Ó Rinn is much more commonly sung in the country. A section of the National Anthem (consisting of the first four bars followed by the last five) is also the Presidential Salute. There has been some criticism about the anthem due to its militant nature and anti-British tone. The words "Fianna Fáil" (Warriors of Ireland) appear in Ó Rinn's translation, later adopted as the name of an Irish political party, some advocate this be changed to "laochra fáil" (heroes of Ireland) instead. Also, some have argued that the melody is difficult to play, whereas others have pointed out that the whole song has been performed, instead of the chorus (which is the official anthem), or has been played at the wrong speed, both of which have happened at recent Olympic Games. An anthem composed by Phillip Coulter called "Irelands Call" is used as a non-sectarian anthem, which is used by both northern and southern Irish athletes when competing together as a unified team. Irish versification Sinne Fianna Fáil a tá faoi gheall ag Éirinn, Buíon dár slua thar toinn do ráinig chughainn, Faoi mhóid bheith saor, Seantír ár sinsear feasta Ní fhágfar faoin tiorán ná faoin tráill. Anocht a théam sa bhearna bhaoil, Le gean ar Ghaeil chun báis nó saoil Le guna scréach faoi lámhach na bpiléar Seo libh canaig amhrán na bhFiann. English lyrics Soldiers are we whose lives are pledged to Ireland; Some have come from a land beyond the wave, Sworn to be free, No more our ancient sire land Shall shelter the despot or the slave. Tonight we man the bearna bhaoil In Erin's cause, come woe or weal, 'Mid cannons' roar and rifles peal, We'll chant a soldier's song.