Land of the Dancing Trees

In the land of the dancing trees
The oaks delved deeply and danced in the breeze
Great sylvan gods rose tall
And with every nation they were at peace
There rode the hero Lugh
He heard in his heart the majesty's call
Fain would he dance their dance
And spend all his days in the forested hall
"How shall a hero be welcome, in the land of the dancing trees?"
"Have you the need of a cobbler
To make fine shoes for your deep-rooted feet
I have the skills bending leather
And great's my renown for the stichin' of seams"
We have no need of your shoes lad
Bracken and soil keep our roots safe and warm
Better you cobble your own shoes
So you may dance on the stones without harm
"Then how may a hero be welcome, in the land of the dancing trees?"
"Have you the need for a baker
To bake fine breads and your table prepare
I know the grist and the risin'
I'll bake you a loaf that is lighter than air"
We have no need for your baking
Sunlight and sky's all the fare that we need
Take of our seeds and our fruits now
And use them to nourish your own bodies needs
"Then how may a hero be welcome, in the land of the dancing trees?"
"Have you the need for a warrior
To drive off your foes and your border secure
I know the blade and the hammer
I'll fight for your nation with hand swift and sure"
We have no need for your fighting
We have no treasure that we would not share
Go, then, and suffer your own wars
Peace is our kingdom and we shall live there
"Then how may a hero be welcome, in the land of the dancing trees?"
"But know you the Man of all Seasons
Master of skills in the service of light
The man who is every profession
So he may love every facet of life?"
Yes, we know the Man of all Seasons
King to your people and friend to the land
We welcome you home to your own heart
All of your kind will one day understand
"For thus may a hero be welcome, in the land of the dancing trees."
"For thus may a hero be welcome, in the land of the dancing trees."