Tir Na Nóg
Echo of Stonehenge
Beyond the mist and the veil of the sea
Where the sun never learns to fall
There is a kingdom that time cannot touch.
Where fear does not know how to exist
Green fields of eternal song
Rivers of light running without pain
There the heart does not know the end.
Not even the soul knows rancor.
Silver gates will open
To the sound of the ancestral wind
If you dare to cross without looking back
The world will never be the same.
Annwn calls me, Tir na Nóg gleam
Where there are no tears or goodbye
No age, no wounds, no cross.
We are free like his gods.
Time sleeps, death does not come.
Only the eternal dawn.
In Tir na nóg, beyond the beyond
I learned what it means to live.
White horses cross the sky
Guided by immortal kings
Old songs break the veil
Between the living and the ancestors
No sword bleeds there.
No pain takes root.
Only stories that never go out.
And smiles that don't call for a scar.
But beware, traveler from the ground.
A second can be a hundred years.
Those who return carry in their eyes.
The longing for arcane dreams
Annwn calls me, Tir na Nóg gleam
Where there are no tears or goodbye
No age, no wounds, no cross.
We are free like his gods.
Time sleeps, death does not come.
Only the eternal dawn.
In Tir na nóg, beyond the beyond
I learned what it means to live.
If I stay, I will never come back.
If I come back, I will no longer be who I was.
Between the world that dies in dust
And the kingdom where eternity flows.
Annwn calls me, Tir na nóg is real
In the whisper of the wind and the sea
If one day I cross the portal
My name time will not take
No beginning, no end too.
Only the eternal flourish.
In Tir na nóg, beyond the beyond
I learned what it means to live