Here's my song.
Brighid, mo mháthairLyrics:
In the forests of your cities with their trees of glass and mud
and their beasts of roaring iron and blazing steel
I have been among the warriors whose money flows like blood
and I know the searing pain of how it feels.
a Bhrighid mo mhathair tá mé ag teacht ar ais
a Bhrighid mo mhathair tá mé ag teacht abhaile arístI have seen the one-eyed Balor as he screams from every wall,
I have seen the deathly beam from his one eye.
And I’ve heard our banshee mother keen among her concrete hills
as she feels her daughters’ souls begin to die.
a Bhrighid mo... (etc)
You have led me to the feet of my holy father tree
He has held me in his heartwood all the year
he has filled me with his dreams for a new and saner world
without hatred without hunger without fear
a Bhrighid mo... (etc)
I have wandered through your fields, by your rivers and your streams
I have climbed your misty mountains swathed in trees
In the magic of your deserts I have dreamed your ancient dreams
I have heard the pleasant music of your seas
a Bhrighid mo... (etc)
I will never lose my way in this crazy world again
I will be forever more within your gaze.
I will clear the forest path to your bright and holy hearth
I will learn the peaceful beauty of your ways.
a Bhrighid mo... (etc)
(The irish means: Brighid, my mother, I am coming back... I am coming home again.)
wyverne /|\