Horslips Charolais
Her words were sharp, they cut him deep,
In a war between the sheets.
But when he brought his bull to her
It meant a woman making war
Beyond the eiderdown.
(Chorus)
Charolais, charolais,
We are come for you today.
The Champions and the Seven Sons are
Come to take away the Dunn!
The druids read the smoke and sand;
Told her that she would love again.
The rhythms from the wolfskin drums
Called men to war in hide and bronze.
This goddess wore a crown.
(Chorus)
Charolais, charolais,
We are come for you today.
The Champions and the Seven Sons are
Come to take away the Dunn!
But the Fairy Child knew more;
Saw the host stained red in war,
Saw the hero-light around the head
Of a dragon-boy just ripe for bed,
Of wives and manly sons...
(Chorus, chanted accopello)
Charolais, charolais,
We are come for you today.
The Champions and the Seven Sons are
Come to take away the Dunn!
