Dadga is watching,

The dark season is coming.

Candles red, summer's dead.

Yet it shall return.

Dagda is watching,

The Veil is breaking.

Nature's wrath, sage on the path.

Sing the spirits.

Dagda is watching,

The Underworld is shining.

Fire fair, forests and air.

And the ancestors' tears.

Dagda is watching,

Druids are praying.

Cauldrons spark, souls are lost in the dark.

The Samhain's lullaby.