Athionchollú : Standing on the Hill

Standing on the Hill


Musik : Fionn Ruadh
Text : Fionn Ruadh, Haedha

Geschrieben Karfreitag 1995 auf dem Weg zu Iza

Standing on the Hill, overlooking my land,
I feel the wind as it whispers tales from far away.
It tells my stories from the past, of ancient gods and times,
and listening I ask:

Why don´t the people know the wind,
why don´t they know the soil?
The fire, the water, too, are gone.
Our Mother Earth needs love.

Standing on the hill, with the rain in my hair
I think about the waters, the waters of life.
From the ocean wide, up to the sky,
it washes away my tears.

Refrain

Standing on the Hill, while the sun lights my face,
I wonder what this earth would be darkened deep in space.
The warning rays of Bel just waken up my life.
I stare at them and say:

Refrain

Standing on the Hill, with my feet both in the ground
I think of all the people being earth and soul.
Having inspired the elements in us
we all will finally say:

Let´s make the people know the wind,
Let´s make them know the soil.
Bring back the knowledge of our life.
Begin the circle once more.