Blessed be the horned god
King of the wild hunt
Blessed be the horned god
Around the beltane fire
Round and round the maypole
Weaving white and red we go
To celebrate the season and
The lord and his lady.
The horned god guarantees
Strength and vitality
In sacred marriage to his queen
The horned god gives his blessing
The bel fire burning bright
Will blaze far into the night
In sacred grove and moonlight
The king stag is dancing
We drink a cup of revelry
To growth and fertility
Spring has come we've planted seeds
The horned god gives his blessing
At first ray of dawn he
Bids farewell to his queen
The lord and his lady
Will meet again all hallows eve
