Alan Simon Lugh
Sing, sing little one you are free
Dream, dream little one you are free
And the silver moon shines in your eyes
And they sparkle with hunger and fire
And your laughter rings out for tonight you will dance
In the arms of your goddess, all night you will dance
Sing, sing little one you are free
Dream, dream little one you are free
But all is not well with the world
And the arden of Anwynn will fall
For the gods, in their anger will break the sacred ring
And the magic of old will be lost on the wind
Sing, sing little one you are free
Dream, dream little one you are free
