文本歌词

The West's Awake - Celtic Thunder
Written by：Traditional/Séamus Brett/David Munro
When all beside a vigil keep
The west's asleep the west's asleep
Alas and well may Erin Weep
When Connacht lies in slumber deep
There lake and plain smile fair and free
'Mid rocks their guardian chivalry
Sing oh let man learn liberty
From crashing wind and lashing sea
That chainless wave and lovely land
Freedom and nationhood demand
Be sure the great god never planned
For slumbering slaves a home so grand
And long a brave and haughty race
Honored and sentinelled the place
Sing oh not even their sons' disgrace
Can quite destroy their glory's trace
For often in O'Connor's van
To triumph dashed each Connacht clan
And fleet as deer the Normans ran
Thro' corrsliabh pass and ardrahan
And later times saw deeds as brave
And glory guard's clanricarde's grave
Sing oh they died their land to save
At augh rim's slopes and Shannon's wave
And if when all a vigil keep
The west's asleep the west's asleep
Alas and well may Erin Weep
That Connacht lies in slumber deep
But hark a voice like thunder spake
The wests awake the wests awake
Sing oh hurrah let England quake
We'll watch till death for Erin's sake