| THE MOON IS HIGH Mothertongue The moon is high at the witching hour Children come to this place of power Our hands are raised to four directions Spirit force is born again. WE ARE ONE Mothertongue We are one with the soul Of the Earth, Mother Earth THE CIRCLE SHAPES US Mothertongue The circle shapes us, body and mind, Heart and soul are one. BETWEEN THE WORLDS Mothertongue Between the worlds we made a circle Never-ending, universal, We are filled with Spirit power Send it down, complete the chain HORNED ONE Horned one, lover, son Leaper in the corn Deep in the Mother Die and be reborn. HECATE, CERRIDWEN Hecate, Cerridwen, Dark Mother, take us in, Hecate, Cerridwen, Let us be reborn. SONG OF SAMHAIN Aradia Through the doorway of a dream Beneath the spell the darkness spins Two worlds entwine, in shadow and sheen And winter beckons, enter in. Chorus: Samhain, Samhain And we call this night Samhain Samhain, Samhain Call this magic night Samhain. Farewell to Summer, her moment fades She sinks to silence and to sleep Too late the wind cries, too late, too late A mother sighs, a mother weeps. Chorus Through the pines, the wind blows cold A mournful moon hangs pale and white We raise our wine to the wandrin’ souls Who walk along with us tonight. Chorus |