Luyện nghe bài hát The Naked And The Dance

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