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The Guardian of Tir Na mBan (Celts)

I wake up in the morning

and I look out of the window

Can you see the same?

I see ancient villages,

with free women, by themselves.

I look back to the past

and I can see my people

Singing into a dance…

Side by side, each one with a smile

They are women and men.

Lovers and warriors,

and workers, and artists, they are…

Can you feel how free they are?

Druidesses and goddesses,

magicians and healers, they have…

Can you see fraternity?

I look into the future

and I see a great hope

that everything may be,

at least in what they did well

like my brothers the celts.

Lovers and warriors,

and workers, and artists, they are…

Can you feel how free they are?

Druidesses and goddesses,

magicians and healers, they have…

Can you see fraternity?

Lovers and warriors,

and workers, and artists, they are…

Can you feel how free they are?

Druidesses and goddesses,

magicians and healers, they have…

Can you see fraternity?

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