Gyllene Tider - (Hon Vill Ha) Puls
Med ögon klara som stjärnorna
och doft ifrån syrenens land
Där i den sömn som staden sover
hon går och väntar på sin chans
Hon smyger tätt intill och tar med sin hand...
Hon vill ha pul

Absu - A Magicians Lapis Lazuli


Outside the winter zephyr,
When fables of sabers were strong.
"...For thou hast said in our hearts..."
"...From Celtic flames, we are born."
The Sky Clad flocks a carnal war,
So invoke their heartless cries.
"Crom Croich's at our side."
"He's made of gold, so shall we ride?"

From the mounts of Antrim,
Towards the glens of Visnech.
"...For thou has said in our hearts..."
"...From Celtic flames, we are born."
Any who live alone,
Long onlt for mercy.
"Proud, young men will die!"
"Fir Bolg rides the half light!"

"We Have Arrived At The Stone Of Destiny (Tara)."
"We Have Reached The Perdition Of Ibid (Cythraul)."

"We comprehend the Lar of the Folk."
"Chuaigh muid ar na canai areir."
"We solemnize the last of the Druids."
"Chuaigh muid ar na canai areir."

Falias!
Murias!

The passage is clear when Epona rides
She reaps through cloudbursts of rain that sighs
The course is laid when Sky Clad rides
Ler is watching -
"Proud, young men will die!"

"We apprehend these thoughts: {Fea Nemon}."
"Chuaigh muid ar na canai areir."
"We shall live forever in the land of Inisfail."
"Chuaigh muid ar na canai areir."
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Arab Strap - (Afternoon) Soaps
Sit by me silently and brush my beard.
No mess to mop up from the bed today.
Will we sit next door and watch the soaps?
We've nothing to do and we've nothing to say.
Oh, when you go...