We deserve to know - how all this begin
The drvid's knowledge now is just our past
But the Beltane's fire still burns on our veins
We cannot reject our past and our dreams

When the flames of Behame shine again on these days
Our blood will run stronger then
The land prosperity is the hands of our queen
When she find again the horned king

They run in the woods to make the oldest dance
The fall of winter rise summer (spring)
Beltane - Beltane
Your fire light my soul and now I'm waiting again for you
Beltane - Beltane
The flames of your fire now is turning on my desire

That is the day - great beautiful day
Wite the both sides - raise your head with pride
Dance in the fire - ecstasy in the woods
Embrace the may queen - insanier fly

The music is over king/queen around the fire
The fire of Beltane is calling us

Beltane...
Beltane...

The bringers of the sun - they who came from the sky
Tuatha de Danann is their names
A magical people who came to stay
With them they brings four mighty treasures
Wonderful faeries came with them

Indescribable is their beauty

A light arose in the sky - the faery people shine
They lead by Nuada's hand - the great king of these lands
They all fought in Moytura against the formors of Ballor
So a young boy called Lugh defied him to a single fight

The formor giant Ballor was slain by Lugh his grandson
His eyes flew up into heavens so it became the sun

Dagda lord of wisdom - guide our souls to wisdom
Drown us in your magic cauldron - bless our journey

So the Milesians came to take the faeryland
So what they can do now? Will be the end of them?
So they went to Tir Nan Og the beautiful land of youthness
Led by Dagda they all gone the lord of reason took them all

All of them still alive live in the land of the free
This land call Tir Nan Og a place beyond our dreams

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 the Pendragon.
Now without king neither faith
Have no strength there's only shame
Betrayed he was by his son
No more magic only dust.
Everybody's crying from his loss
All he buried there's no more
The gods must have planned it all
Let the destiny seal our luck.
When the future takes roots in the present
And all this over and the dream catch you
The Pendragon will wake up of his constant sleep
And it will triumph over us.