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Gluaiseann an Gearaltach mear, Ó Bhaile an tSlé’ anuas go ceannasach, Níl aon Mhainníneach thoir ná thuaidh, Nach mbainfeadh sé an chluais le maide dhe.
Curfá: Upsaí rí rí rá, Is upsaí rá na nGearaltach, Upsaí rí rí rá, ’S ar Pháirc Éamoinn Dháith a bhí an greadadh acu,
Gluaiseann Gearaltaigh Ghualann, ’S a gcasóga móra ar an mbaclainn, Do chuirfidís ceangal faoi uain Is cordaí crua faoi chapalla.
Curfá
Gluaiseann Gearaltaigh Mhárthain, Gabhann siad anuas chun Gallaruis, Ní stadaid go dtéid ’on Chúil, Féachaint an mbuailfeadh Breathnaigh leo.
Tá Gearaltaigh thuaidh sa gCúil, Gearaltaigh shúgaigh is brocamais, Is nuair a bhíonn an battle ar siúl Teithid go lúib na ngarraithe.
Tá Gearaltaigh eile sa gcúil, Gearaltaigh chlúmhúil, cheannasach, Níor dhódar riamh coca ná stáca, ’S níor mharaíodar láir ná searrach riamh.
Gluaiseann Tarbh an tSáis, Go mínáireach láidir mallaithe, Téann ’on Daingean, ar stáir, Is cuireann sé fán ar Ghearaltaigh.
Ó, sé dúirt Séamas Tonacháin ‘Mo mhallacht go deo ar Ghearaltaigh Do thógadar lao na bó báine Gan aon phioc a fhágáil chun blaiseadh di.’
Maireann na Gearaltaigh fós, Is céad fear breá a leanfas iad, Beidh acu rince is ceol Ag an holy stone Dé Sathairn.
Fitzgerald moves fast, From Town tSlé 'dominant past, no Mhainníneach east or north, not the ears it would stick him.
Chorus : Upsaí king king say, is said Geraldine upsaí, Upsaí king king said, And Eamon Park Davidstown was beating them,
Fitzgeralds ghualann moves, and a large gcasóga the mbaclainn, For they would turn connect with a hard cords under chapalla.
Chorus
Fitzgeralds Márthain moves, passes them to Gallaruis past, not to dtéid stadaid 'on Coleraine, Seek the look they meet.
Fitzgeralds is north in Coleraine, Fitzgeralds is brocamais shúgaigh, is when the battle held Teithid that loops the gardens.
Fitzgeralds are other backs, Fitzgeralds chlúmhúil, dominant, not coca than ever dhódar stake, and not central or foal ever killed.
Taurus moves the sash, That strong mínáireach ashen, goes' on Secure, on history, is about to Fitzgerald adds.
Oh, James Tonacháin he said 'My curse forever Fitzgerald They took the cow calf white No taster picked to leave her.'
The Fitzgeralds still lasts, a hundred men who love them continues, will have dance music at the holy stone Saturday.
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