Cast the old year into the flame
Cast the dust of the year to the flame
All hope is reborn in the light
Hope is reborn in the light
Songtekst van Dance to Your Shadow (traditional)
Ho ro haradal, hind ye haradal
Ho ro haradal, hind ye handan
Ho ro haradal, hind ye haradal
Ho ro haradal, hind ye handan
Bando ribinnean a shio da´s de ribinnean
Bando ribinnean a ruideal adh mu´d cheannsa
Bando ribinnean a shio da´s de ribinnean
Bando ribinnean a ruideal adh mu´d cheannsa
Dance to your shadow when it´s good to be living, lad
Dance to your shadow when there`s nothing better near you
Dance to your shadow when it´s fine to be living, lad
Dance to your shadow when there´s nothing better near you
Dance to your shadow when it´s hard to be living, lad
Dance to your shadow when there´s nothing better near you
Dance to your shadow when it´s sore to be living, lad
Dance to your shadow when there´s nothing better near you
Dance to your shadow and let fate to her fiddle, lad
Dance to your shadow when there`s nothing better near you
Dance to your shadow when it´s fine to be living, lad
Dance to your shadow when there`s nothing better near you
Build up the fire when it´s cold to be living, lad
Build up the fire when there´s nothing better near you
Build up the fire ´till the flames are a-leaping, lad
Build up the fire when there´s nothing better than you
Songteksts van Gaia´s Lullaby:
In the bleak heart of winter
When the icy wind made moan
And the world lay a-dying
Beneath a sky of stone
The Mother bore her Child
As midnight grew nigh
And she sang to her baby
A soft lullaby
She sang though the green wood
Lay butchered and waste
Though her meadows and groves
Were all gone without trace
She sang though the sea
Lay plundered and bare
Though her heart was so heavy
With longing and care
Lullay my dear one
My tiny child of earth
How fragile, how lovely
This moment of thy birth
Are there none to praise your coming,
To guard your tender light?
None to shelter your garden
From ravage and blight?
So the Mother sang softly
As the midnight hour passed by
And she grieved for the dark world
That knew not how to thrive
That knew not how to love
This gift she freely gave
Or to tend its frail blooming
In field and wood and wave
Lullay my dear one,
My little flame of earth
Who will watch o´er your growing
And cherish your worth?
Lullay my darling,
My little child of time
How precious, how fleeting
This blossom of mine
