Ancient Trees Songtext
von Chalice and Blade

The trees are ancient, the druids they knew
Romans marched by them, and Viking winds blew
Years they′ve seen and knowledge they've gained
The trees are speaking, can you hear what they say

Glaoch Duir is Tinne, Beith, Fearn is Muin
Gort, Ruis, Ngetal, Huaithe is Nuin
Coll agus Saille ′s Luis na Naomh
Ancient magic, we remember their names

Birch for the Lady and Oak for the Lord
Rowan for power and Hazel for lore
A Reed for music and Grape for the wine
Willow to guide us and Ivy to bind


Hawthorne for love and the Ash to heal
Holly to guard us and Alder to shield
Spirits in Elder, most ancient of trees
Burn it not or cursed you'll be

Ancients called the year by their names
Blessed be the groves where they have remained
When magic's lost; lore left to fade
Gone from the world; it′s never regained
Oh - remember their names

Hear the earth whisper, water sprites sing
Sunlight′s bright sparkle, wind in bird wings
They soak up wisdom by root and by trunk
And tell it to us through leaf and through bud