| Original | Irish transcreation / Traducreazione in gaelico irlandese / Traducréation ... |
| THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND | IS LEATSA AN TÍR SEO |
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| This land is your land This land is my land | Is leatsa an tír seo is liomsa an tír seo |
| From California to the New York island; | Ó Rinn Ó gCuanach siar go Ciarraí |
| From the red wood forest to the Gulf Stream waters | Ó Oileáin Árann go Geataí Stormont |
| This land was made for you and me. | Linne go léir is ea an tír. |
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| As I was walking that ribbon of highway, | Ar bharr Chruach Phádraig i lár na hoíche |
| I saw above me that endless skyway: | Do chuala scéal mór i mbéal na gaoithe |
| I saw below me that golden valley: | Is ní raibh ann ach seacht bhfocal díreach: |
| This land was made for you and me. | Linne go léir is ea an tír! |
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| I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps | Is mé ag siúl liom go Baile Átha Cliath |
| To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts; | Ba chasta an bóthar ’bhí ann dar fia: |
| And all around me a voice was sounding: | Do thugas léim mhór thar shruth is altán |
| This land was made for you and me. | Linne go léir is ea an tír. |
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| When the sun came shining, and I was strolling, | Do chuas an bealach ar fad go Teamhair |
| And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling, | Is beag nár chuas-sa as mo mheabhair: |
| As the fog was lifting a voice was chanting: | Tá léirscrios déanta ar shean-Éirinn |
| This land was made for you and me. | Linne go léir is ea an tír. |
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| As I went walking I saw a sign there | Os comhair na Dála do sheasas tamall |
| And on the sign it said "No Trespassing." | Ghabh Teachta tharam is é ina ghamal: |
| But on the other side it didn't say nothing, | ‘Dia dhuit’, ar mé leis, ‘Hello!’ ar seisean |
| That side was made for you and me. | Linne go léir is ea an tír. |
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| In the shadow of the steeple I saw my people, | Do chuas ag rith as sin im’ ghósta |
| By the relief office I seen my people; | Sa deireadh bhaineas amach an cósta |
| As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking | Bhí slua romham ann is iad go deorach – |
| Is this land made for you and me? | Linne go léir is ea an tír. |
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| Nobody living can ever stop me, | Is leatsa an tír seo is liomsa an tír seo |
| As I go walking that freedom highway; | Ó Rinn Ó gCuanach siar go Ciarraí |
| Nobody living can ever make me turn back | Ó Oileáin Árann go Geataí Stormont |
| This land was made for you and me. | Linne go léir is ea an tír! |
