Beltane

We desire to know how all this begin
The druid's knowledge now is just our past
But the beltane's fire still burn on our veins
We cannot reject our past and our dreams

When the flames of beltane shine again on these days
Our blood will run stronger then
The land prosperity in the hands of our queen
When she find again the horned king, horned king, horned king

They run in the woods to make the oldest dance
The fall of winter rise summer
Beltane! Beltane!
Your fire light my soul and now I'm waiting again or you
Beltane! Beltane!
The flames of your fire now is turning on my desire

That is the day great beautiful day
The both sides raise your head with pride
Dance in the fire, ecstasy in the woods
Embrance the may queen insanier fly

The music is over king, queen around the fire
The fire of beltane's calling us

Beltane! Beltane!
Your fire light my soul and now I'm waiting again or you
Beltane! Beltane!
The flames of your fire now is turning on my desire