Luyện nghe bài hát The Naked And The Dance

The fresh humidity of the moss wets my skin,
my body laying down, as it suits to who a god,
over the sacred of the Cromlec'h.
Our bodies each other,
what is of the One of the Many.
The incense smoke with the candles flames
attracting the celebrants energies.
The choral worshipping of the Goddess raises from our minds,
what is of the Many of the One.
The sacred wine shall fill the cup which turned was in the horn,
the fertile lips shall kiss the rod which life and took from the
walnut.
An the shall come at the beginning of the dance,
the naked feet shall caress Na Gog,
the naked bodies moistened by breath,
the naked dancing in the air,
and the spirits, by sacred fire inebriated, shall turn to whirl,
and once the Great Spiral shall be Tregenda
one and seven to celebrate the fullnesses of Levanah,
who of ancient memory made magic mortal.
Simple by Her Who guides vibrated,
enchantements of witches for hand down,
bodies like veils fluttering to the Great Dance
offered to the sky as a tribute of the soul drag oblivion.
May I rejoin the stars, my astral,
embrace and in the All regenerate myself now beast now man,
till to from the effluviums of my ethereal spirit God I Myself,
God Gods,
deserving of my and of my passion!
Sacrifical victim for those who me
and part of the All.