Brewet dindan yew an dud uhelLeun a fae hag a lorc'hentezHon eus bewet lent hag uvelE pad kantvedoù a vezh.
Dre hor c'hoadoù hag hol lanneierAwel an Ankoù ra he reuzC'hwezhañ a ra eus ar ReterBez'zo lod a devo keuz.
Rag ma tarzh an deiz higortozetHa ma tihun ar bobl a-bezhEus Menez Are d'an NaonedAr chas doñv yelo da ouez.
Rag ma tarzh an deiz higortozetHa ma tihun ar bobl a-bezhEus Menez Are d'an NaonedAr chas doñv yelo da ouez.
Crushed under the yoke of the noble people Full of contempt and pride We have lived timidly and humbly For centuries in shame.
Across our forests and our moors The wind of Death carries its miseries Blowing from the East Their lot will be regret.
And then the burst of the long-awaited day And the people awaken so completely From Monts d’Arrée to Nantes The tame dogs will become wild.
And then the burst of the long-awaited day And the people awaken so completely From Monts d’Arrée to Nantes The tame dogs will become wild.