Waylander Emain Macha
O'er the seven hills of Macha In an age now passed by Lived a people once forgotten Beneath an ancient sky For protection they had warriors Unsurpassed on Eireann's shore Warriors of the Craobh Rua An eternal name in lore The Ri he dwelt at Emain And Ri of Uladh's land And the people they had plenty Under Are-Ri's mighty hand Cruinneach in your aprogance And boastfulness and pride Evoking a curse Upon your own kind Curse of a woman! Due to man's boastfulness And the follyness of man Man, may yet pay due A curse I place on you A curse I place on you A weakness like a woman hear her time Once in every cycle, Ulaidh's strenght Will fail to shine, fail, fail to shine Man may yet pay due A curse I place on you A curse I place on you But in Ulaidh's hour of need Mighty lugh did pay heed He beget at son at Bru na Boinne Under a stone of great tragedy Setanta as a boy, as a boy, as a boy Cu Chulainn, as a man, as a man, as a man Standing alone against Connaught's might One against all, the eternal fight Champions they came Champions they did fall Standing alone Cu chulainn, slew them all! For the pride of Emain Macha, Emain Macha, Emain Macha For the pride of Emain Macha, Emain Macha, Emain Macha For the pride of Emain Macha, Emain Macha, Emain Macha That special seat of power
