Long ago, when there was no time A man calls the four seasons with his harp Fairies fly near us, and Oengus send his kisses to the lovers Long ago,
Different colours, wonderful flowers Standing on my way A brilliant music sounding from the grass, yeah I feel the embrace of land The birds are
I have seen through the mirror of the like I touch the ground from my mother earth I burn the plants to the grand fire The holy winds my father air
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Give me your hand, follow me right now So you may find an answer to your fears Beyond this veil there's a mysterious lady Whose name nobody knows,
I'll tell you a old history about a young boy called Oisin He was son of Finn Mac Cumhial the most wise man king of fenians He was invited to go to
Come here, my queen Morrigu the witch We ask your help-oh queen of the witches In the battlefields she looks like a crow So Dark, so black-oh my beautiful
beautiful - everything had its own bright And she told me a story, something like this Let's delight ourselves... Fly to the ancient times to the land of De Danann
Standing alone Through this marvelous road Painted by the stars Mysterious green Keeps all the secrets We have lost before Suddenly comes An old
Give me your hands - Please leave here your fears! Let's fly away 'cause the past awaits us Forget your name and open your eyes The magic is done Here
Welcome to this piece of joy This music will transpose you to Some place you've never been before The never ending dance begins... We're back from
Long awaited return The folks of the immortal hosts We're looking for the signs Superbous waves of flashes Now they're really come Magnificous...
I remember when this play began Long time ago... Our relationship was too better than today Before that was so much respect Of each part of the game
from the past we've come through the rainbows gate beyond the sea's sundown across the sea's waves singing songs with the flowers flying with the blue
Watching this terrible scene I am Shivering with fear the silence of kings My eyes see disgrace everywhere around There's nowhere to return no things
[Based on the Homonymous poem of William Buttler Yeats] This my woodland rhyme my friend -Its my last dewy song It's about my start to where the men
Coming with the whistle of the wind There's a leaf dancing in the air Floating, rounding, shining, Laughing it comes Changing colours And tearing
So the dragon went away He who sustained the kingdom for long time He was our leader , he kept the land The king of kings Arthur the king-the last of