When all the stress and all the toil is over,And my lover lies sleeping by your lover,With alien earth on hands and brows and feet, Then we may meet. Moving sorrowfully with uneven paces,The bright sun shining on our ravaged faces,There, very quietly, without sound or speech, […]
Bu shunntach iad a’ dol thar raoin na strì
Tha ’n sin ’nan laighe sìnt’ an sàmhchair bhuain
(ii) ’S iomadh fear àlinn, òg, sgairteil, deas-làmhach, Ait-fhaoilt air chinn a bhlàth-chridh’, Tric le ceum daigheann, làidir, ceum aotrum, glan, sàil-ghlan Dhìrich bràigh nam beann mòra, Chaidh a choinneimh a’ bhàis – Tric ga fhaireach’ roimh-làimh – Chaidh suas chum a’ bhlàir ’S tha feur glas an-diugh ’fàs Air na dh’fhàg innleachdan nàmh, Innleachdan […]
When this blast is over-blown,
And the beacon fires shall burn
And in the street
Is the sound of feet –
They also shall return.
Will you forget?
/ When all the fight is done,
/ And victory is…
