[Verse 1:]
In the golden morning hour
We pull out of the valley's bottom
And we dance happily into it
Into the early sunshine
High up on the mountains
To look into the eye of Lugh
[Refrain:]
You let your ravens go
When the fields are golden
/>And the bright, light wheel
Turns over Lughnasad
[Verse 3:]
Soon the wheel will turn
Wild storms will blow
Winter is approaching with rough singing
So the circle begins from the beginning
Come and follow us in the dance
We want to describe the big circle
When the fields are golden

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