The Fiddler Player Sings

Clever resourceful Celtic women of this generation Tinkling instruments sounding in the forest wind Deer and fox watch from afar Elementally sound, a part of Mother Nature Ominous drumming transmogrifies the females There is a pounding urgency Gaia feels their heartbeats They are united in sisterhood The fiddler player sings Irish tenacity springs upon the wind Coven of five shows their colors Mystical secrets well-kept by generations of women Their power animals stay hidden in the shadows Magical forest dances with pride in her kin Resourceful women come forth as a unit Fear leads young men out of the shadows There is terror of the female tribe The fiddler player sings