Night of the woodgod

Roar, quiet crackling of spring fires
Forest calls to the darkness of nights.
Smoke, It reaches out to the clouds grey
Shine of ardent eyes
Roar, runs again through echoing forests
Shine, heady shine of the moon
Roar, we're following the song of the winds
Behind, we're free, like a breeze
On the winding paths
We're running after the deer's howl
Above the wall of trees
We see the smoke rising
On the high grasses
Flows the light of the silver moo
We will go round
In spring's fairy round-dance
Wood, branches reaching out to the sky
The wood path takes us away
Hazy clouds hang above our heads
Through the night Cernuinn's roar is heard
The deer's song is running
In wild roar under night sky
Wind tousles our hair
We're running through the grass, touching our knees
Scarlet flame is dancing
Wood is singing it's spring song
Black shadows are circling
The ghosts are dancing round
Wood, moon pours it's light from spring skies
Grasses spark with dew
The wood-god is running, from his mighty hooves
Trace is left in the grass
Again to the flowering meadows
The wood path brought us
In new high grasses
Our bared bodies will sink
On green stalks
Lays it's light young moon
We're spinning in spring dance
Like in chains of heady dream
Roar... Quiet crackling of spring fires
Forest calls to the darkness of nights
Smoke. It reaches out to the clouds grey
Shine of ardent eyes

The first pale ray of the sun
Shines through trees pattern
On the green meadows
Softly dies out the last pile
The vault of heaven will be cleaned
From the trace of dark night clouds
Above the waking forest
Again will fade Cernuinn's roar