When boyhood's fire was in my blood I read of ancient freemen, For Greece and Rome who bravely stood, Three hundred men and three men; And then I prayed I yet might see Our fetters rent in twain, And Ireland. long a province, be A Nation once again!
(do skréše) Vlitni do špilo v to rano! Při vepoštěni taho si aj se sópeřem namontojte "táhnót a pobét toť" a furt dokola oževojte léstek bóchánim do klávese F5! (TeamBundy) (okázat šecke vechetávke)