Litha
BeltaneThat comes from the sun
I can feel the power
That comes from the earth
I can see the God sun
And the goddess earth
Spreading the fertility
In a flowers fields
An altar was raised
Deep in the middle of forest
The ritual will begin
The wind brings out the smell of flowers
The wind whispers her name
The wind brings out the smell of flowers
The wind whispers her name
And we are thanking for our fortune
Our dreams, our sons and our lives
And we are praying for the sabbaths
We ask that they never end
See our naked bodies
They are marched in sweat
And we are making the life dance
For the prosperity
An altar was raised
Deep in the middle of forest
The ritual will begin
The wind brings out the smell of flowers
The wind whispers her name
The wind brings out the smell of flowers
The wind whispers her name
And we are thanking for our fortune
Our dreams, our sons and our lives
And we are praying for the sabbaths
We ask that they never end