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As the dark clouds they do gather

I sing my last lament

For the ravens they do gather

My strength is almost spent

My life force it disperses

My blood lies in the sand

The Darkness now Descends

My Death is Close at Hand

My Death is Close at Hand

The Gae Bolga, my companion

I have put my trust in thee

But the darkness of the grave

Claims us all, eventually

I bid farewell to my loved ones

They and my kinsmen, please remember me

Through sacred Lugh, my father

My name will never die

The deeds I have achieved

Insures my name amongst my brothers

Throughout the sacred green of Éireann

My name will echo in the valleys

Cú Chulainn Hound of Ulster

Cú Chulainn Bane of Medhabh

Cú Chulainn Hound of Ulster

Cú Chulainn Champion of men

Son of an immortal

Immortal he shall be

Journey to the otherworld

To live eternally

From Emain Macha

To Tara's hall

Your name will live as legend

And to your memory

I give a toast

Dwell with the fairy host

A farewell to a hero

Your mortal days are gone

Your soul now doth fly

As free as the sun