miércoles, 11 de agosto de 2010

Bardic voices

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Bardic Voices
(Incantation)
by Sharon Knight


Bardic voices ages old 

Sing of tales years untold 
Awakened long ago they were 
In ancient groves of oak and fir 

They sang of hollow weeping lands 
Of verdant forests turned to sands 
Of children crying, starving, sad 
Of empty souls gone raving mad 

Untie your ribbons from the binding tree 
And chant the spell that sets you free 

In truth the prophecy did speak 
The wicked prey upon the weak 
We’ve turned our backs upon the land 
Our brothers’ blood upon our hands 

And not but one small seedling flame 
To guide us through our grief and shame 
To hold the hope inside our hearts 
The whisper wish that faith imparts 

Untie your ribbons from the binding tree 
And chant the spell that sets you free 

The pleas of bleeding mother earth 
Imploring us to seek rebirth 
Have gone unheard these thousand years 
Mankind devoured by his fears 

The sleeping soldiers we’ve become 
Have lost the song of dreams to come 
And battle-weary earth resigned 
Closed her eyes, some rest to find 

Untie your ribbons from the binding tree 
And chant the spell that sets you free 

How pale then this hollow song 
That stretches out through right or wrong 
To stir the dying ember fire 
To light the spark of our desire 

Do you hear the voices have begun 
To sing a song as yet unsung 
To wake the heroes from their trance 
To bring to life the dervish dance 

Untie your ribbons from the binding tree 
And chant the spell that sets you free 

Let’s learn to fight without our guns 
Fight for the love of what earth becomes 
Join our hands as one world race 
Defiantly our truth to face 

And when we’ve learned our fate is choice 
We’ll have much reason to rejoice 
Our sovereign wills will take a stand 
Restoring balance to the land 

Untie your ribbons from the binding tree 
And chant the spell that sets you free 

Untie your ribbons from the binding tree 
And chant the spell that sets you free