- Born In The Month Of Darkness
Before the Great Burning, before the wars
A time of nothing, but hills and shores
The smoke of cities, and fields of rye
No eyes or voices beyond the sky
Believers roamed from town to town
They spied every baby born, up and down
Scouring the land for a child to use
- Brigmore Lullaby
After sparrows
Three times called
After gull does
Three times fall
Come, maiden, mistress, mouse and hen
Come, fisher, farmer
Frog and wren
- Gold Dust Woman
Rock on, gold dust woman
Take your silver spoon and dig your grave
Heartless challenge
Pick your path and I'll pray
Wake up in the morning
See your sunrise loves to go down
- Honor For All
О, вдоль нас для всех
Из большой и маленький
Ну, выше они стоят
Что ж, тем тяжелее они падают
Мы живем на сегодняшний день, но мы умираем для следующего
с кровью в жилах, и воздух в нашей груди
О, мы вступаем в войну с нашими сердцами на линии
- On The Sands Of Serkonos
On the sands of sweet Serkonos
Did we bathe in the sun
Sharing grapes from Cullero
While you were the only one
On the streets of Karnaca
I met you long ago
When the sea was still peaceful
And the bays seemed to glow
- Silver And Dust
Oh early in the morning, fore the sunrise
They get outta bed an open their eyes
Wit dirty old trousers in browns an blacks
they pick up their tools and pick up their ax
say way oh, the dust it blows
say way oh, the dust it blows