Ancient valley deep within the mountains
Where nobody goes, the river flows
Roaring, tumbling over cliffs, through caverns
Where no light has known, no bird has flown
Blood of Sacred Mother flowing effortless forever
Worshiped in bygone days, Our Blessed ancient ways
Black cloud looming in the highlands
Pouring torrent, raging flood
Tearing boulders from the hillside
Claws shearing stone to mud
Mountains washing to the ocean
Mighty trees come sweeping down
River reclaims plain and valley
Biggest city, smallest town
Sunlight shining on the azure waters
Quiet serpent twists through the mists
Fertile giver our Mother River
Murmur peaceful song, soft and long
Danu by a willow sings to the river daughters
Lullabies, shining fireflies
How powerful our Mother River
Her ageless beauty flowing free
Peaceful blessings for our orchards
Bringing life to bush and tree
Turn high mountains into powder
Carving canyons through the land
Ripping down the strongest fortress
Laying low the works of man
© Paganii 2007
