Текст и перевод песни Tri Yann - La levée de 300 000 hommes

La levée de 300 000 hommes

Chéleuet tud iaouank hag er ré goh eué,
Ur kantik zou zaoùet ur kantik a neué.

Abahr é Langonnet é houlenner pearzek,
Pear aral a Vregel ha seih ag er Fauet.

Huélet er soudarded é tichen ag er ru,
Lod anehé é glas ha lod aral é ru.

En dar'n ou deulegad é tonet dou glubo,
Er glahar'n ou halon é kuittat ag ou bro.

Shervijein en Nasion zou un dra disoursi,
Kalon er Vretoned zou lan a velkoni.

The Raising of 300,000 Men

My young friends and old timers,
A new song has just been composed.

In Langonnet they are asking for sixteen,
Sixteen from Breguel and six from Faouët.

The soldiers march out along the road,
Some in blue and some in red.

Tears flow down their cheeks,
They leave their hearts behind.

To serve the Nation is a duty,
But the heart of a Breton is heavy.