We chose our destiny   Fianna is the name   For which we shall live   To which our souls we give   Once again to the battle we march   Blow after blow   Swords spreading death   Witness your glory or   Your mates' last breath.   March! March!   We answer the call of the king,   From far you can hear   The army that sings   "Victory we bring!"   Camp fires await for the dawn,   Coward would be the attack   Glory awaits when the sun   Shines bright.   March! March!   On the march   On the march again   On the march,   On the march!