HEOL TELWEN - Mor Braz

Dahud

Narrator: 
Facing the sea, 
On the top of the old cliff 
Bitten by the winds 

Remembering the past 
When Ker Ys was the greatest city 
Of Armoric coast 

Waiting for the day when the winds 
Of destiny will blow again on Brittany 

The day when these winds will sweeping away Gwenolé son's 
And their single god, 
In a flood of blood and scum 

Keltian: 
"Gwenolé son's will have to pay. Paying for their infamy 
For the glory of our gods, their corpses will be thrown to waters 
Their corpses will be thrown 
To the dark waters 
Their corpses will be thrown 
As our sacrifice 

For the glory of our gods and the honor of our ground 
We will gash their flesh and nail their heads on the houses door's 
For the glory of our land and honor of our clans 
We will feast till dawn and drink in the victory horn" 

Narrator: 
Turning toward the sea 
Screening the horizon 
Waiting dahud return's 
To lead our people 
And reconquer our world 

Dahud: 
"I was from the sea 
At the Dusk of a golden age 
When our god cross our lands 
And when the oaks went up high 

I was die by the sea 
At the dawn of a dark age 
When the lonely god has come 
And when our oaks has became churchs"
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Enez Glaz

On the top of the sacred mountain 
I hears Lial Fail screaming 
It Seeks its new king to reign on Ireland 

Princes and lords, bards and warrior 
Gathering on the hill of Tara 
For giving allegiance to their new suzerain 

Lia Fail was keep silent 
Leaving the orphan people 
In prey from the war of clans 
Crownless 

Blood have flow on the land of Ir 
The grass was tinted of red 
Under first light of dawn 
The raven takes its take-off 

The king elected by Morrigan 
Hero of the battle fields 
Take the road of Tara 
Caledfwch has the hand 

The stone of destiny 
have choose his new king 
To forge the fate of the island 
In fire and steel 

On the top of the sacred mountain 
I hears Lial Fail screaming 
It have found its new king to reign on Ireland 

Princes and lords, bards and warrior 
Gathering on the hill of Tara 
For giving allegiance to their new suzerain 

"Enez Glaz, Oileain Tir Ceilteach"
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Heol Telwen

The fogs of the morning wraps the stone... 
Reddened by blood and blackened by fire, 
Like range with the flames, it shine in the dawn 
Heol-Telwen stone's dies out in a last Sigh... 

The lament of deads and the song of druids 
Impregnate the thousand-year-old stone. 

The night of Sahmain ends, 
The doors of Sidhe are closed again. 
The souls go back towards the other world, 
Song of the stone is not any more but one murmur. 

Deaths returned this night, 
Under the dark vault of the Nemeton, 
Lit by the moon of the sacred night; 
The night of the winter solstice. 

All, auround the stone, celebrated the new year 
Praising Bélénos, Praising Teutatès... 

The lament of deads and the song of druids 
Impregnate the thousand-year-old stone. 
All, around the stone celebrated the ancient 
Praising the Moon, Praising This Night...