Absu - Feis Mor Tir Na N'og (across The North Sea To Visnech) - Sözleri

Across the northern seas, we travelThe cold freezing winds will arouse usSpells from a woman have sent us to the seas of avagonTransformed by our mother, we areI am CuChulainn, the warrior of UlsterWe'll search the lands to discover the Tir Na N'ogThe sea god guides our ship to IrelandThe storms push us to the palace of VisnechOur swords with fire are risingOur axes with fire have risenThe call from the silver horn to Visnech splits the airWarriors answered the horn behind the western landsHoofs and steel hammered past the cries beyond the thorned hillsAcknowledging the commands from the kingOur play lies north to the path of NiteAnd brings us upon the fortress walls where battles ragedRaise the magick hammer of MjollnirYour underworld of Annwvyn draws us throughEmer, thy lucious woman, I shall sleep with youI kiss the naked skin of whiteI lust your black hair, my woman divineI see a holocaust in your eyes(You are my princess of live)(You are my princess of life)Feis Mor Tir Na N'OgIn the land of Visnech, the darkness never sinks awayAll will fall upon the southern steel, yet behind the burning firesNow, we bathe at the bleeding coast,while women laugh with the Gailant knightsHow sad is it to see my father's fallen halls?Can I feel the pure blast from the frigid winds?I awake the gods Epona, Cernunnos, and LughYes, I'm CuChulainn, warrior fo UlsterIn order to worship with fire and swordThe storms shall force us to the palace of VisnechCold, cold, how cold are the plains of Lugh?You should ask thy Emer to replyWe've finally found the last paradiseIt remains in the light of Tir Na N'OgWith the hand of Ler, Irish Sea godWe shall complete our long excursion


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