Celtic Agression

Somebody cried the death of culture

Somebody spit in a little boy's face

Somebody said you robbed my homeland

Somebody got the wrong impression

So we came across the water

From the shores of the isle of green

Speaking separate tongues

In the death of culture

Somebody said you stole my language

Some people will say anything

Somebody said you robbed my heritage

Some people will believe anything

Somebody said you always spoke English

Somebody got the wrong impression

So we came across the water

From the shores of the isle of green

Speaking separate tongues

In the death of culture

It was the death of culture

It was the death of culture

Bhi machree

Ohin trasna na farraige

Bhi machree

Ohin trasna na farraige

So we came across the water

From the shores of the isle of green

So we came across the water

Speaking separate tongues

In the death of culture