The Mighty Sreng - Celtachor

King Eochaid of the Fir Bolg’s

Had a meeting with his men

A warrior to face the Tuatha

His name the Mighty Sreng

In return watchers of the Tuatha

Sent their own champion, Bres

Both warriors observed each other

By the hillside of the mountain pass

Raise your spears to the sky

Sword and shield grasped tight!

Eyes full of fire

Magh Nia, ready and willing to fight!

Raise your spears to the sky

Sword and shield grasped tight!

Eyes full of fire

Magh Nia, ready and willing to die!

The two became puzzled

When thy spoke in their mother tongu

They spoke in Irish and came to speak

Laying down their shields for fear

Observing the craft of each other’s spear

To learn each ways fatal!

Craiseach was its name

The name Sreng gave them

Raise your spears to the sky

Sword and shield grasped tight!

Eyes full of fire

Magh Nia, ready and willing to die!

Raise your spears to the sky

Sword and shield grasped tight!

Eyes full of fire

Magh Nia, ready and willing to fight!

Bres turned to Sreng and said

We will take half of Ireland!

And if we can not

A war will begin, blood will flow

Sreng went back to his king

Told of what he’d learned

When the king heard the offer he said

Raise your spears to the sky

Sword and shield grasped tight!

Eyes full of fire

Magh Nia, ready and willing to die!

Raise your spears to the sky

Sword and shield grasped tight!

Eyes full of fire

Magh Nia, ready and willing to die!