Testi:
Morrigan

On the ground he lays, His lifeblood drains from him, The battle has been fought, And the fighting now stopped. He scans the battlefield, Oh the bloodshed

The Hound of Culann, the Hound of Ulster, he is of the otherworld. His father is God, Lugh Lamheada, his mother Dectire is mortal. Culann the smith

Teir abhaile riu, teir abhaile riu, teir abhaile riu a Mhary, teir abhaile riu ,s fan abhaile mar ata do mharagadh deanta. Teir abhaile riu, teir abhaile

I fall to my knees, I await my death. A fallen warrior, hear my last breath. I fought so fierce, I fought with pride. Now I am just another who died.

I?ve been the wild rover for many?s a year, and I?ve spent all my money on whiskey and beer and now I?m returning with gold in great store, and I never

Evil incarnate from the depths of night, a monstrous creature that hungers for light. Corrupted by Melkor to do as he says, this hideous spider, unwillingly

We are alone in this cursed land, left to die like starving dogs. Our crops have failed us yet again; nothing grows in this desolate bog. I hold my daughter

On the ground he lays, His lifeblood drains from him, The battle has been fought, And the fighting now stopped. He scans the battlefield, Oh the bloodshed

Shone the sunset red and solemn Where we stood and observed Down the corners of the column Letter strokes of Ogham carved 'Tis be like a burial pillar