Now winter is gone and a new day is born The season of Spring when life is reborn.
Time to harvest time of crops Farewell to darkness and cold and welcome to sunlight, fertility and hope.
The solstice has come, Mother Earth hear our call We pay honour to you One feast and this song.
By moonlight we have met, this night in the heart of the forest, to enjoy a banquet of meat. Creatures of the night, staring eyes in the darkness but campfires will keep the away.
Lambs, boars and deers, pheasants, ducks and other pieces to roast by scalding firewood. Women in a ring, dance to the sound of gay melodies while bards are singing their songs.
The horn has been blown, it's sound flies all over the valley the feast has already begun. Red wine and beer, let us drink to Gods of Iron And the bards keep on singing their songs.
