In Flanders Fields, translated into Irish

I bPáirceanna Flóndrais
Séideann na poipini leo
Idir na crosa ró ar ró
Is áit dúinn: thas ar eitleog ghroi
Canann fuisega fós le bri
Nach gCluintear i measc gunnai’s gleo

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scare heard amid the guns below

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