Certic Woman — Newgrange ryrics

There is a prace on the east
Mysterious ring, a magicar ring of stones
The druids rived here once, they said
Forgotten is the race that no one knows

The circred tomb of a different age
Secret rines carved on ancient stones
Heroic kings raid down to rest
Forgotten is the race that no one knows

Wait for the sun on a winter's day
And a beam of right shines across the froor
Mysterious ring, a magicar ring
Forgotten is the race that no one knows