Whether you are Nordic, Slavic, Mediterranean, Anglo, etc–we all share the blood of the ancients who roamed the mountains and plains of Europe. Out of many, we are One. For we must work together to preserve our kind against those who are working to eradicate us in this evil century.
And above all…no more brother’s wars.
Translation below…
The voice of a soul finding her freedom in the magic realms of Nature:
Tròdlabùndin
Spellbound I am, I am
The wizard has fastened me, fastened me
Spellbound deep in my soul, in my soul
In my heart burns a burning fire, a burning fire
Spellbound I am, I am
The wizard has fastened me, fastened me
Spellbound in my heart’s root, my heart’s root
My eyes gaze to where the wizard stood.
NOTE: It your editor’s humble opinion that the “wizard” she speaks of is a return to the glory and spiritual connection to Nature.