The Light, The Dark And The Endless Knot
2001 · album
Waylander - To Feast at Lughnasadh lyrics
Artist: Waylander
album: Ériú's Wheel
Gather here at Lúghnasadh,
Assemble one and all.
In memory of Tailtiú
(And) The golden shining one.
The champions and heroes
An assembly unsurpassed.
Contend and vie for victory.
In honour of the Clan.
The seeds that we have planted,
Nurtured and watch grow,
Almost ready for the harvest,
When we reap what we have sown.
Sacrifice the sacred bull,
Cut the ripened corn,
Tend the laden fields and trees,
Toil form early morn.
Lúgh - Lámhfhada
Lúgh -The shining one
Lúgh - Samildánach
Lúgh - God of the Sun.
The moon is full, the stars burn bright.
The people gather here this night.
Invoke the blessings, call them down.
For now we feast to Lúgh's delight.
Misty sun and cooling rain
Falls upon the pregnant swelling earth.
Drying trees and fertile fields,
Await, the mystery of birth.
The wheel keeps turning
Last vestige of light
We bask in the warmth
Of the final summer sun.
The stars are rising early,
The days pass us by,
The changes they are subtle,
A dark tinge in the sky.
The offerings are over,
The rites said and done,
The contest are all finished,
The glory has been won.
Assemble one and all.
In memory of Tailtiú
(And) The golden shining one.
The champions and heroes
An assembly unsurpassed.
Contend and vie for victory.
In honour of the Clan.
The seeds that we have planted,
Nurtured and watch grow,
Almost ready for the harvest,
When we reap what we have sown.
Sacrifice the sacred bull,
Cut the ripened corn,
Tend the laden fields and trees,
Toil form early morn.
Lúgh - Lámhfhada
Lúgh -The shining one
Lúgh - Samildánach
Lúgh - God of the Sun.
The moon is full, the stars burn bright.
The people gather here this night.
Invoke the blessings, call them down.
For now we feast to Lúgh's delight.
Misty sun and cooling rain
Falls upon the pregnant swelling earth.
Drying trees and fertile fields,
Await, the mystery of birth.
The wheel keeps turning
Last vestige of light
We bask in the warmth
Of the final summer sun.
The stars are rising early,
The days pass us by,
The changes they are subtle,
A dark tinge in the sky.
The offerings are over,
The rites said and done,
The contest are all finished,
The glory has been won.
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1998 · album
Kindred Spirits
2012 · album
Honour amongst chaos
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