Tiocfaidh Ar La Fanzine
The fanzine for republican-minded Celtic supporters
Celtic Minded
Celtic Minded
It's from the Irish famine ships
As the waves beat upon wooden decks,
Our ancestors left old
To start a new life on the streets of
It's from Brother Walfrid's charity
To feed poor Catholic families,
To create a Celtic identity
To rid the evil hand of poverty.
It's to the Brake Clubs of before
Who travelled many a long road,
Following the bhoys of green,
Believing in
It's our culture and our faith
Our proud Irish heritage
That we sing of and rejoice
At Parkhead, supporting the bhoys.
It's our ancient Irish names
The love of a football game,
It was our father's right
To support the green & white.
It was from many a young lad
From Coatbridge to the Garngad,
To fulfill a longtime dream
And wear the hoops of green.
Of the heroes that we learn
For both Celtic and
As they both fought for the green
Against the British Imperialistic machine.
It's from the songs we learn and sing
To the Celtic cross and Claddagh ring
That we are Scottish born
To Ireland's exiled sons.
It's the love of our team
The bhoys in the hoops of green
For our faith, we proudly stand
And hold in our heart, the harp of
Daniel McDonagh - June'17th 2004
A Poem for Henrik Larsson
A Poem for Henrik Larsson
Will we ever again witness
This miraculous phenomenon,
Who graced us with his presence
In Celtic’s famous number seven.
Will the stars in heaven shine?
As the angels sing his song,
A legend in his time,
Is the hero, Henrik Larsson.
He will go down as the world’s 8th wonder
Who wore the famous hoops,
He’s the roar in Celtic’s thunder,
Who will fill his empty boots?
Parkhead has been his heaven
Since he walked through Celtic’s door,
And from the year of ’97,
How we’ve watched proud Larsson score.
Christened as Ghod,
By the passionate Parkhead faithful,
Were his goals have brought victory
In the act of a miracle.
After injury he returned to the game,
The Golden Boot he collected,
And Parkhead would echo his name
When he scored goals for the Celtic.
Three league titles he has held at Parkhead,
Honours & awards, he’s gathered more,
And when he waves farewell to the faithful,
Will he be parading number four?
His goals we’ll carry within our hearts,
His passion within our souls,
In his last season down at Celtic Park;
His memories are worth a fortune in gold.
His name will be held in high esteem
As we’ll look back at his glory,
Were Henrik Larsson, our hero & legend,
Will be a part of Celtic’s history.
Jan’28th 2004
© Daniel McDonagh – Jan’28th 2004
