Come Ircluwadu come to dance and sing
in the last light of Moonshine before the new day
For then the silver beams ripple with cosmic energies
We are the Ircluwadu who taught the world to sing
Gave fox is barking call
And birds chirp, caw, coo and soothing song
We are sprites of sound who summon song with our flutes of bone
In the visceral cold of winter's dawn
we are drawn to this secret place amongst the ancient elms
To dance and become one with the winds
to sip at dewdrops hung beneath leaves where wisdom gathers
We are sprite, Ircluwadu of the old tongue
a speck of breeze running before the daylight
taking flight in nature's wilds
Seeking a way to be amongst the chaos of Earth's noise
Certain that tomorrows today holds yesterdays truth
We ask for the old ways to return
for mystery and magic to hold true forever
For Earth to grow the flowers and moon to fall upon our skin
Let squirrel chirrup warning of danger's prowl
And frog croak love songs from waters deep
Ircluwadu made these sounds
and cast them to the spirits of the woods
Sprite and Spirit
Water, leaf and light
Hear the Ircluwadus song of life
Let the moonshine light
Fall upon this sprite
Let the Earthlife beat
Strong in the dragon's soul
For his chase goes on
Through the cycles of the sun
And we relish and we cherish
The Ouroboros and his fire breathing song
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