BRIGHID - DAMH THE BARD
Continuando no clima do próximo Sabbath, Imbolc, que acontece na véspera de agosto, isto é, dia 31 de Julho de 2022, mais uma música. Letra: "There's a tree by the well in the woods that's covered in garlands, Clooties and ribbons that drift in the cool morning air, That's where I met an old woman who came from a far land, Holding a flame o'er the well, and singing a prayer. Goddess of fire, Goddess of healing, Goddess of Spring, welcome again. She told me she'd been a prisoner trapped in a mountain, Taken by the Queen of Winter at Summer's End, But in her prison she heard a spell the people were chanting, Three days of Summer, and snowdrops are flowering again. She spoke of the Cell of the Oak where a fire is still burning, Nineteen Priestesses tend the eternal flame, Oh but of you, my Lady, we are still learning, Brighid, Brigantia, the Goddess of Many Names. (Bridge) Then I caught her reflection in the mirrored well, And looked deep into her face, The ol