Run, run brave run Come brave, come brave sun Come brave sun and guide him fletching fire Eagle plumed arrow inside him In the spirited weakness Galloping death faced beside him Up an gone like a leaping buck right over the wall The fire answers consuming tempo and timbre the grass dancers call Enlarge the place of thy tent stretch outward thy skin Lengthen thy cord Strengthen thy stakes and bring them in O golden dream horse - o striking bear Golden sheers the 7 lochs No spirit of fear radiant straight dancer Northern straight - southern gate lancer Hitched up to the fiery sun Where a man can run off the road Run, run brave run Come brave, come brave sun, come brave sun, all his sons shout with joy A mighty rush of wing Are not all his princes altogether kings run Run brave run, come brave, come brave sun Come brave sun, run brave run