Mary Fitzgerald
For all the Non German people Once the middle of the EarthThe stone shone goldenlyThey came from afarTo be the witness of their wisdomThey took all the riches awayDedicated to our GoddessTemples were enthroned at this placeOnly the song in the wind remainsA moment in the breath of time Sing with me for the nightfall, sing with meThe hymn of the nightSing with me, the memory of the old wise men awakensIt awakensOonagh, OonaghOonagh, OonaghOonagh, OonaghOonagh, Oonagh Omens announced, that she was talkingNobody reads them anymoreSing with me, when the world forgetsWe are gone, the source dries upThe old powers are overcome Sing with me for the nightfall, sing with meThe hymn of the nightSing with me, the memory of the old wise men awakensIt awakensOonagh, Oonagh Oonagh, OonaghOonagh, OonaghOonagh, Oonagh