HEOL TELWEN

Mor Braz Dahud Narrator: Facing the sea, On the top of the old cliff Bitten by the winds Remembering the past When Ker Ys was the greatest city Of Armoric coast Waiting for the day when the winds Of destiny will blow again on Brittany The day when these winds will sweeping away Gwenolé son's And their single god, In a flood of blood and scum Keltian: "Gwenolé son's will have to pay. Paying for their infamy For the glory of our gods, their corpses will be thrown to waters Their corpses will be thrown To the dark waters Their corpses will be thrown As our sacrifice For the glory of our gods and the honor of our ground We will gash their flesh and nail their heads on the houses door's For the glory of our land and honor of our clans We will feast till dawn and drink in the victory horn" Narrator: Turning toward the sea Screening the horizon Waiting dahud return's To lead our people And reconquer our world Dahud: "I was from the sea At the Dusk of a golden age When our god cross our lands And when the oaks went up high I was die by the sea At the dawn of a dark age When the lonely god has come And when our oaks has became churchs" __________ Enez Glaz On the top of the sacred mountain I hears Lial Fail screaming It Seeks its new king to reign on Ireland Princes and lords, bards and warrior Gathering on the hill of Tara For giving allegiance to their new suzerain Lia Fail was keep silent Leaving the orphan people In prey from the war of clans Crownless Blood have flow on the land of Ir The grass was tinted of red Under first light of dawn The raven takes its take-off The king elected by Morrigan Hero of the battle fields Take the road of Tara Caledfwch has the hand The stone of destiny have choose his new king To forge the fate of the island In fire and steel On the top of the sacred mountain I hears Lial Fail screaming It have found its new king to reign on Ireland Princes and lords, bards and warrior Gathering on the hill of Tara For giving allegiance to their new suzerain "Enez Glaz, Oileain Tir Ceilteach" __________ Heol Telwen The fogs of the morning wraps the stone... Reddened by blood and blackened by fire, Like range with the flames, it shine in the dawn Heol-Telwen stone's dies out in a last Sigh... The lament of deads and the song of druids Impregnate the thousand-year-old stone. The night of Sahmain ends, The doors of Sidhe are closed again. The souls go back towards the other world, Song of the stone is not any more but one murmur. Deaths returned this night, Under the dark vault of the Nemeton, Lit by the moon of the sacred night; The night of the winter solstice. All, auround the stone, celebrated the new year Praising Bélénos, Praising Teutatès... The lament of deads and the song of druids Impregnate the thousand-year-old stone. All, around the stone celebrated the ancient Praising the Moon, Praising This Night...