It's in the ancient winds of a Celtic dream In the green sweep of the ocean Caught in the frenzied dance With tall dark cliffs The west, the sea, the ancient tribes Collected here in the damp earth Among the old oaks and wild deer It's in the ancient tunes and sighs The cries of bards and battles Blood red the earthen land In tribal conflict and the dawn The awakening of civilization Here in the deep dank dwellings Among the oak and beech It's here among the rhymes and the dance It's here in green, in rhythymic tune Here we'll gather You and I Here we'll drink of the deep passion Of Celtic mysteries and reveal our thirst Our love for being -- spiritual entities And here in Ireland's depths we'll dream