Damh The Bard - Ceridwen and Taliesin

Silver moonlight dances, From the mist of Tegid’s shore, A lady looks upon her son, Like many times before, A she touches his face, Fingers wet with the tears falling. Her daughter stands beside her, The fairest in the land, How her son became so cursed, She cannot understand. But this mother’s love is a strong, As her heart is beating, And she calls to the Earth, And the Earth hears her calling. High up in the mountains, Dinas Afferaon stands tall, All magic and all myster