Letra en Ingles:
I have been a Provo now for 15 years or more
with armalites and motorbombs I thought I knew the score
but now we have a weapon, we've never used before
the Brits are looking worried - and their going to worry more!
Tiocfaidh Ar La, sing Up the 'RA
SAM missiles, in the sky
I started off with petrol bomb and throwing bricks and stones
with a 100 more lads like me I never was along
but soon and learned that bricks and stones won't drive the Brits away
it wasn't very long before, I joined the IRA
Then there came Internment in the year of '71
the Brits thought we were beaten that we were on the run
on that early August morning they kicked'in our back door
but for every man they took away, they missed a hundred more
I spent eight years in the cages, I had time to think and plan
for though they locked away a boy, I walked out a man
and there's only one thing that I learned will in their cell I lay
the Brits will never leave us, until their blown away!
All through the days of Hunger strike I watched my comrades die
while in the streets of Belfast you could hear the women cry
I can't forget the massacre that Friday at Loughgall
I salute my fallen comrades, as I watch the choppers fall
with armalites and motorbombs I thought I knew the score
but now we have a weapon, we've never used before
the Brits are looking worried - and their going to worry more!
Tiocfaidh Ar La, sing Up the 'RA
SAM missiles, in the sky
I started off with petrol bomb and throwing bricks and stones
with a 100 more lads like me I never was along
but soon and learned that bricks and stones won't drive the Brits away
it wasn't very long before, I joined the IRA
Then there came Internment in the year of '71
the Brits thought we were beaten that we were on the run
on that early August morning they kicked'in our back door
but for every man they took away, they missed a hundred more
I spent eight years in the cages, I had time to think and plan
for though they locked away a boy, I walked out a man
and there's only one thing that I learned will in their cell I lay
the Brits will never leave us, until their blown away!
All through the days of Hunger strike I watched my comrades die
while in the streets of Belfast you could hear the women cry
I can't forget the massacre that Friday at Loughgall
I salute my fallen comrades, as I watch the choppers fall
La letra hay que saberla interpretar en su momento histórico de guerra entre Republicanos de la provincia del Ulster (6 condados actualmente ocupados por el gobierno britanico, conocido como Irlanda del Norte) con el ejercito britanico, mucho mejor pertrechado y resistido en forma de focos guerrilleros. La guerra entre comunidades politico-religiosas continua hasta el dia de hoy luego de varios intentos de pacificación por medio de altos al fuego de grupos paramilitares, concesiones, amnistías, etc. Si les interesa el tema recomendamos el blog nortedeirlanda.blogspot.com donde encontraran tanto información historica del conflicto como los hechos que aun hoy sorprenden a occidente por su ferocidad y longevidad.
PAZ EN IRLANDA - GO HOME BRITISH SOLDIERS
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