To Feast at Lughnasadh

Gather here at Lúghnasadh
Assemble one and all
In memory of Tailtiú
The golden shining one
The champions and heroes
An assembly unsurpassed
Contend and vie for victory
In honour of the clan

The seeds that we have planted
Nurtured and watch grow
Almost ready for the harvest
When we reap what we have sown
Sacrifice the sacred bull
Cut the ripened corn
Tend the laden fields and trees
Toil form, early morn

Lúgh, Lámhfhada
Lúgh, the shining one
Lúgh, Samildánach
Lúgh, god of the sun

The moon is full, the stars burn bright
The people gather here this night
Invoke the blessings, call them down
For now we feast to Lúgh's delight

Misty sun and cooling rain
Falls upon the pregnant swelling earth
Drying trees and fertile fields
Await, the mystery of birth

The wheel keeps turning
Last vestige of light
We bask in the warmth
Of the final summer sun

The stars are rising early
The days pass us by
The changes they are subtle
A dark tinge in the sky
The offerings are over
The rites said and done
The contest are all finished
The glory has been won

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