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- Leagan Ghaeilge Mhanann
- O Halloo nyn ghooie,
- O Chliegeen ny's bwaaie,
- Ry gheddyn er ooir aalin Yee,
- Ta dt' Ardstoyl Reill-Thie,
- Myr Barool er ny hoie,
- Dy reayll shin ayns seyrsnys as shee.
- Tra Gorree yn Dane,
- Haink er traie ec y Lhane,
- Son Ree Vannin v'eh er ny reih;
- 'S va creenaght veih Heose,
- Er ny chur huggey neose,
- Dy reill harrin lesh cairys as graih.
- Ren nyn ayryn gimraa,
- Va Nooghyn shenn hraa,
- Yn Sushtal dy Hee fockley magh,
- Shegin yeearree peccoil,
- Myr far aileyn Vaal,
- Ve er ny chur mow son dy bragh.
- Vec ooasle yn Theill,
- Ayns creioghys tooilleil,
- Ta traaue ooir as faarkey,
- Gow cree; ny jarrood yn Fer mie,
- Ta coadey'n lught thie,
- Ren tooilleil liorish Loch Galilee.
- Deiyr yn sterrym noon as noal,
- Yn baatey beg moal,
- Fo harey hug Eh geay as keayn,
- Trood ooilley nyn ghaue,
- Ta'n Saualtagh ec laue,
- Dy choadey nyn Vannin veg veen.
- Lhig dorrinyn bra,
- Troggal seose nyn goraa,
- As brishey magh ayns ard arrane,
- Ta nyn groink aalin glass,
- Yn vooir cummal ass,
- As coadey lught thie as shioltane.
- Nyn ellan fo hee,
- Cha boir noidyn ee,
- Dy bishee nyn eeastyn as grain,
- Nee'n Çhiarn shin y reayll,
- Voish streeughyn y theihll,
- As crooinagh lesh shee'n ashoon ain.
- Lhig dooin boggoil bee,
- Lesh annym as cree,
- As croghey er gialdyn yn Çhiarn.
- Dy vodmayds dagh oor,
- Treishteil er e phooar,
- Dagh olk ass nyn anmeenyn 'hayrn.
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- An leagan Béarla
- O land of our birth,
- O gem of God's earth,
- O Island so strong and so fair;
- Built firm as Barrool,
- Thy Throne of Home Rule
- Makes us free as thy sweet mountain air.
- When Orry, the Dane,
- In Mannin did reign,
- 'Twas said he had come from above;
- For wisdom from Heav'n
- To him had been giv'n
- To rule us with justice and love.
- Our fathers have told
- How Saints came of old,
- Proclaiming the Gospel of Peace;
- That sinful desires,
- Like false Baal fires,
- Must die ere our troubles can cease.
- Ye sons of the soil,
- In hardship and toil,
- That plough both the land and the sea,
- Take heart while you can
- And think of the Man
- Who toiled by the Lake Galilee.
- When fierce tempests smote
- That frail little boat,
- They ceased at His gentle command;
- Despite all our fear,
- The Saviour In near
- To safeguard our dear Fatherland.
- Let storm-winds rejoice,
- And lift up their voice,
- No danger our homes can befall;
- Our green hills and rocks
- Encircle our flocks,
- And keep out the sea like a wall.
- Our Island, thus blest,
- No foe can molest;
- Our grain and our fish stall increase;
- From battle and sword
- Protecteth the Lord,
- And crowneth our nation with peace.
- Then let us rejoice
- With heart, soul and voice,
- And in The Lord's promise confide;
- That each single hour
- We trust in His power,
- No evil our souls can betide.
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