Lyrics to Night Of The Woodgod
Roar
Quiet crackling of spring fires,
Forest calls to the darkness of nights.
Smoke. It reaches out to the clouds grey,
Shine of ardent eyes.
Roar Runs again through echoing forests,
Shine, heady shine of the Moon.
Roar We're following the song of the winds
Behind. We're free, like a breeze.
On the winding paths,
We're running after the Deer's howl,
Above the wall of trees
We see the smoke rising,
On the high grasses
Flows the light of the silver moon,
We will go round,
In spring's fairy round-dance.
Wood. Branches reaching out to the sky.
The wood path takes us away.
Hazy clouds hang above our heads,
Through the night Cernuinn's roar is heard.
The Deer's song is running
In wild roar under night sky,
Wind tousles our hair,
We're running through the grass, touching our knees,
Scarlet flame is dancing,
Wood is singing it's spring song,
Black shadows are circling,
The ghosts are dancing round.
Wood. Moon pours it's light from spring skies,
Grasses spark with dew.
The Wood-God is running, from his mighty hooves
Trace is left in the grass.
Again to the flowering meadows
The wood path brought us.
In new high grasses
Our bared bodies will sink.
On green stalks
Lays it's light young moon,
We're spinning in spring dance,
Like in chains of heady dream.
Roar Quiet crackling of spring fires,
Forest calls to the darkness of nights.
Smoke. It reaches out to the clouds grey,
Shine of ardent eyes.
The first pale ray of the Sun
Shines through trees pattern,
On the green meadows
Softly dies out the last pile,
The vault of heaven will be cleaned
From the trace of dark night clouds,
Above the waking forest
Again will fade Cernuinn's roar
Forest calls to the darkness of nights.
Smoke. It reaches out to the clouds grey,
Shine of ardent eyes.
Roar Runs again through echoing forests,
Shine, heady shine of the Moon.
Roar We're following the song of the winds
Behind. We're free, like a breeze.
On the winding paths,
We're running after the Deer's howl,
Above the wall of trees
We see the smoke rising,
On the high grasses
Flows the light of the silver moon,
We will go round,
In spring's fairy round-dance.
Wood. Branches reaching out to the sky.
The wood path takes us away.
Hazy clouds hang above our heads,
Through the night Cernuinn's roar is heard.
The Deer's song is running
In wild roar under night sky,
Wind tousles our hair,
We're running through the grass, touching our knees,
Scarlet flame is dancing,
Wood is singing it's spring song,
Black shadows are circling,
The ghosts are dancing round.
Wood. Moon pours it's light from spring skies,
Grasses spark with dew.
The Wood-God is running, from his mighty hooves
Trace is left in the grass.
Again to the flowering meadows
The wood path brought us.
In new high grasses
Our bared bodies will sink.
On green stalks
Lays it's light young moon,
We're spinning in spring dance,
Like in chains of heady dream.
Roar Quiet crackling of spring fires,
Forest calls to the darkness of nights.
Smoke. It reaches out to the clouds grey,
Shine of ardent eyes.
The first pale ray of the Sun
Shines through trees pattern,
On the green meadows
Softly dies out the last pile,
The vault of heaven will be cleaned
From the trace of dark night clouds,
Above the waking forest
Again will fade Cernuinn's roar
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