Alan Stivell - Ar Gelted Kozh (Les Anciens Celtes) Lyrics
Met tud aman oa 'heseo Demokrasiezh, araog an dud 'barzh Bro-Gres'Wel barzh 'r'vro sen 'oa kentoc'h ur c'hlas o c'hoari 'n dra-seMet tri mil bloaz 'zo dija, n'oa roue 'bet war hon douar'Merc'hed oa par d'ar baotred, hag an douar 'oa d'an ollDaou mil a pemp kant bloaz 'zo, Kultur ar Gelted kozh oa o fewañWar lod brasañ an Europa, lorc'h 'bet hon eus o lar an dra-seMet rheid eo gout 'oa ar Romaned tud gouez'n o c'hichenWar 'n dachenn filozofel, arzhel a' sokiel.Hag 'wid 'lodenn diouzh 'skiantoù ha diouzh an teknikoùSkupet eo bet bed kozh ar Gelted ga' hin' ar RomanedKreñwoc'h oa he, ya'hat, 'wid rheñk ur stad a rhein un niverenn da bep den'Brezel etre ar Gelted hag ar Romaned'Zo bet ur brezel 'tre ar Stad o doue ha' gevredigezh tud'Tre 'r bed karrezeg ha kaled leun a karrezed vihanHag ur bed ronn ha dourel leun a droellennoù hunvre ha follentezKollet eo bet ar brezel-se, 'wid ar mareLife was no paradise three thlousand years ago for the Celts of oldBut before they spoke in Greece of democracy we had tried it out in practice,Not just for those in the slave-owning class but for all men.Three thousand years ago we bowed the knee to no king,Women stood equal to their brothers and the land belonged to all.Five hundred years went by, bloomed bright the free-sown flower of our cultureAcross the boundaries of Europe, this no idle boast in our mouths :When Romans ranged on the seven hills with packs of wolvesThe Celts were known as philosophers, their arts and societyBlossomed around our ancient lore of science and craft.Sweeping across the ancient Celtic world came the Romans,Building their State on our bones, numbering each man as slaveowner or slave.Not merely Roman and Celt were locked in struggle :It was a battle of ideas between the supremacy of the State and the liberty of the individual,On the one side a square cube of cube-shaped thoughtsImprisoning a liquid world full of spiralling dreams and fantasy,Which now has begun once more to break free.