Still the giants dance at salisbury plain 
Still my spirit wanders to reach this higher aim 
Straight to foreign shores of distance we call the gods for a quest of truth and wisdom 
As long as you see the giants dance 
My spirit wanders through the land [Gwalchmei:] 
Led by the strength of bran and the timeless kings of 
Avalon The four winds of the land 
I will strive for the caldron [Bedwyr:] 
Led by the swiftness of winds 
I will wander through the farest glens 
My sentence is my deed 
Is there a view of sense unknown? [Arthur:] 
Craving for some armament to outlast this cold royal path 
I can hear them call 
The king must fall 
Strayed by the four winds 
Over the land and far away through the dark and cold 
Hear my song of grief but there`s a tune that gone astray while the world grow old [Menw:] 
Each tone that ever met the wind finally reaches 
Math and so me sight and breathless 
I am believe and trust is a value for the weak