Men of
Harlech
Modern Words
used by Regimental Band
Tongues of fire
on Idris flaring,
news of foe-men near declaring,
to heroic deeds of daring,
call you Harlech men
Groans of wounded
peasants drying,
wails of wives and children flying,
for the distant succour crying,
call you Harlech men.
Shall the voice
of wailing,
now be unavailing,
You to rouse who never yet
in battles hour were failing,
His our answer
crowds down pouring
swift as winter torrents roaring,
Not in vain the voice imploring,
call on Harlech men
Loud the martial
pipes are sounding
every manly heart is bounding
As our trusted chief surrounding,
march we Harlech men.
Short the sleep
the foe is taking,
ere the morrows morn is breaking,
They shall have a rude awakening,
roused by Harlech men.
Mothers cease
your weeping,
calm may be your sleeping,
you and yours in safety now
the Harlech men are keeping,
ere the sun
is high in heaven
they you fear by panic riven
shall like frightened sheep be driven,
far by Harlech men.
Special words
created for the film Zulu in 1964
Men of Harlech
stop your dreaming
Can't you see their spear points gleaming
See their warrior's pennants streaming
To this battle field
Men of Harlech
stand ye steady
It cannot be ever said ye
For the battle were not ready
Stand and never yield
Form the hills
rebounding
Let this war cry sounding
Summon all at Cambria's call
The mighty force surrounding
Men of Harlech
onto glory
This shall ever be your story
Keep these fighting words before ye
Cambria (Welshmen never) will not yield
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