[2][3] Oh, father why are you so sad On this bright Easter morn', When Irish men are proud and glad Of the land that they were born?
Oh, son, I see in memories few Of far and distant days, When being just a lad like you I joined the IRA, Where are the lads that stood with me When history was made?
Ay hijo veo mis recuerdos de días lejanos, Cuando siendo solo un muchacho como tú me uní al IRA.
Y ahora muchacho, ya te he dicho por qué en la mañana de Pascua suspiro.
Porque recuerdo a todos mis camaradas, y los viejos tiempos oscuros ya pasaron.