Letra de Hugh o'neil - The Earl of Tyrone
From the clan O'Neill in Tyrone A leader would arise Born to a world of conflict And a crown he would despiseHis name was Hugh O'Neill Raised in the English Pale He served his English Lords And fought against the noble GaelBut this was all a ruse A scan to hide his true intent He built a massive army With a duty to dissentThe English called him a traitor! The Irish rallied to his call Through power play and struggle O'Neill would lead them all!O'Neill, O'Neill, O'Neill Arise! War is fast approaching, and Ireland is the prize O'Neill, O'Neill, O'Neill Command! The English are upon us let us drive them from our landO'Neill, O'Neill, O'Neill Arise! War is fast approaching, and Ireland is the prize O'Neill, O'Neill, O'Neill Command! The English are upon us let us drive them from our landHe sought aid from Spain and Scotland He secured his Northern lands The English lords were furious They began to draw up his plansHe sacked the fort – Blackwater Killing English lords and more The wheels were now in motion So began the Nine Years War!