Newgrange

There is a place on the east

Mysterious ring, a Magical Ring of Stones

The druids lived here once they said,

forgotten is the race that no-one knows



Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo



The circled tomb of a different age

Secret lines carved on ancient stones

Heroic Kings laid down to rest

Forgotten is the race that no-one knows.



Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo



Wait for the sun on a winter's day

and a beam of light shines across the floor

Mysterious ring, a Magical Ring

But forgotten is the race that no-one knows



Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo