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She wears a cloak from the otherworld
into the mist she'll fly
on the wings of a swan
her love waits there on the otherside

Druid's child, daughter of the moon
standing there in your pale robes on your wedding day
was the power in the cup, was the vision in wine?
Is there truth to your dreaming?
It's time you were away

Lover of a God, chosen by the shining one
bound to his mystery she took his seed
she's coming back from her fantasy
back into reality
with a gift from a God, Ulster's need

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