Ireland's hills rolling green,
beautiful towns so serene.
Stunning ponds and dazzling lakes,
to leave in awe is no mistake.
A conflict that tore the north apart,
a stab and a blow to the mighty heart.
For a while the battle seemed in vain,
would we fall to the evil of Sin Fien?
The British army played it's part,
to restore the proud heart.
Ireland together standing tall,
shoulder to shoulder rise up from the fall.
Peace here now forever to stay.
Ireland's beauty will blow you away.
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