Now that Samhain is over
And the Sidhe have returned to their home
The dead have followed the Raven's song
And no longer among us they roam
The wisdom of our ancient past
Show us how to ride the storm
For their tombs they swallow the rising sun
And the Mabon is always reborn
Reborn, oh
So come all you people, come and sing with me
Join our voices, and sing the long nights away
All over the land, a chorus of voices will sing
For the rising Sun on Midwinter's Day
The land may be barren and lifeless
The ground may be frozen and hard
And the rain that fell has now turned to ice
The Winter is showing her card
But now the Sun king has rested
And his eyes have turned to the Earth
For three days the Sun has been still in the sky
But the time has now come for his birth
His birth, oh
So come all you people, come and sing with me
Join our voices, and sing the long nights away
All over the land, a chorus of voices will sing
For the rising Sun on Midwinter's Day
Some say Jesus was born today
Some say he is the Mabon
Some say that he is the Son of God
While others the Son of the Sun
Some they listen in woodlands
For the call of Herne
While others they hear the clash of swords
For the Oak King will return!
Return, oh
So come all you people, come and sing with me,
Join our voices, and sing the long nights away,
All over the land, a chorus of voices will sing,
For the rising Sun on Midwinter's Day.
So come all you people, come and sing with me,
Join our voices, and sing the long nights away,
All over the land, a chorus of voices will sing,
For the rising Sun on Midwinter's Day.