作曲 : Traditional Song "O then tell me Sean O'Farrell, Tell me why you hurry so?" "Hush ma bouchal, hush and listen" And his cheeks were all aglow "I bear orders from the Capt'n Get you ready quick and soon For the pikes must be together By the rising of the moon. By the rising of the moon, By the rising of the moon For the pikes must be together By the rising of the moon. "Well then tell me Sean O'Farrell Where the gath'rin is to be? In the old spot by the river, Right well known to you and me. One more word for signal token, Whistle up the marchin' tune, With your pike upon your shoulder, By the rising of the moon. By the rising of the moon, By the rising of the moon With your pike upon your shoulder, By the rising of the moon. Out from many a mud wall cabin Eyes were watching through the night, Many a manly heart was throbbing For the blessed morning light. Murmurs rang along the valleys, Like the banshee's lonely croon And a thousand pikes were flashing, By the rising of the moon. By the rising of the moon, By the rising of the moon And a thousand pikes were flashing, By the rising of the moon. There beside the singing river That black mass of men were seen, High above their shining weapons, Flew their own beloved green. "Death to every foe and traitor! Forward! Strike the marching tune! For the army fights for freedom By the rising of the moon". By the rising of the moon, By the rising of the moon, For the army fights for freedom By the rising of the moon Well, they fought for dear old Ireland, And full bitter was their fate Oh, what glorious pride and sorrow Fills the name of Ninety-Eight! Yet, thank God, while our hearts are beating fast In manhood's burning noon We will follow in their footsteps By the rising of the moon. By the rising of the moon, By the rising of the moon, We will follow in their footsteps By the rising of the moon By the rising of the moon, By the rising of the moon, We will follow in their footsteps By the rising of the moon