my voice is a song sung from blue to red

from azure sea’s sad to heaven’s flushed joy

dry reed rasp from cracked rock ringing

hail to the score and half-dozen

may Spring-green shoot through and through

may life be lived straight tame-tongue true

till the arms of Eire’s son a Celtic knot enfold you

my song is a song sung from blue to red

long live faith and hope from the born to the dead