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Cruachan
2005.07.21. 19:02
"He holds a twisted torc in his hand,
the forests are his ruling land.
"Great god Cernunnos, return to Earth again,
come at my call and show thyself to men,
sheperd of goats, upon the wild hills way,
lead thy lost flock from darkness unto day".
the Horned God is our nature deity,
yet modern man would from his presence flee.
"Forgotten are the ways of sleep and night,
men seek for them, whose eyes have lost the light,
open the door, the door that hath no key,
the door of dreams, wereby men come to thee".
Sheperd of goats, O answer unto me!
The summerlands is where we shall meet thee.
To invoke thee...
The Horned God."
"Kezben csawart nyakk,
az erdk uradalma.
Hatalmas Isten, Cernunnos, trj wissza ismt a Fldre,
jjj hwsomra, mutasd meg magad az embereknek,
kecskk psztora, wad hegyek tjn,
wezesd elweszett nyjad a sttsgbl a fnyre.
A szarwas isten termszetnk istene,
mg ha a ma embere menekl is tle.
Az lom s az jjel tjai elmosdtak,
emberek kergetik, kiknek szemei elwesztettk a fnyt,
nyisd ki az ajtt, melynek nincsen kulcsa,
az lmok ajtajt, melyen keresztl az emberek eljhetnek hozzd.
Kecskk psztora, , wlaszolj nekem!
Tallkozunk majd nyrfldn
Megidzni tged,
A Szarwas Istent..."
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