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