The Fianna lyrics

Artist  : Cruachan 
Song : The Fianna



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When evening in Eireann was gray,

Before
the dawn went away,

Their footsteps on
hills were heard,

On journey long without a
word.



From wilderland to western
shore,

Through dragon lair and hidden door,


From northern waste to southern hill,

On darkling woods they walked at will.



With Fionn and Oisin, dwarfe and
man,

Bird and bough and beast in den,

With warrior-druid folk,

In secret
tongues they spoke.



A deadly sword,
a healing hand,

Trumpet voice, a burning
brand,

Their backs that bent 'neath their
load,

Those warriors on the road.