In Teamhair dark and old, Finn was hunting, When three great heroes came, In search of him. “We are Dubh, Dun and Liath, And we wish to serve you!”
Finn then cut a tree into three and said: “Each of you will stay guard For a part of the night, Until your piece of log has burnt out.”
Dubh with Bran claimed a cup that could Never empty, from an ancient house. Dun went out at the second watch, And saw a great house in flame! A crowd fighting inside it. It was the Knife of Division at work, Dun stole it quick, And returned back into the shadow.
Liath took his flaming torch, For the third and final watch! He journeyed far into the night, ‘Till he came to another house.
The stench of death in the air, Bodies littered the hall. Fear consumed him,
And he hid himself inside, Under the shields and bodies Of those fallen warriors. There he did wait...
A monstrous old Hag came into the house And began to eat the dead. One after one she preferred fat And left the lean. When she was full she fell asleep, A thud on the bloody floor. Liath grabbed his mighty sword And bided his time.
He lept quickly and killed her there and then. Three bodies fled from her corpse... Killing the first two with Bran’s help, The third escaped!
Returning to Finn, the three told all their tales Finn thanked Dubh and Dun, but told Liath:
“It would have been best to leave the Hag be, I fear the third man may be trouble!”
In Teamhair dark and old, Finn now King, sits with the Fianna. This is only the beginning of his story. Warriors dead and gone, Stags roam the countryside, And the wind sings of the past...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
