Хелависа - Under the Moon

   A            E        F#m             C#m

I have no happiness in dreaming of Brycelinde,

        F#m                 E     Am          G

Nor Avalon the grass-green hollow, nor Joyous Isle,

                 C                   G         E    Am

Where one found Lancelot crazed and hid him for a while;

    G           F                                   E

Nor Ulad, when Naoise had thrown his sail upon the wind;

Nor lands that seem to dim to be burdens on the heart:

Land-under-Wave, where out of the moon's light and the sun's

Seven old sisters wind the threads of the long-lived ones,

Land-of-the-Tower, where Aengus has thrown the gates apart,

And Wood-of-Wonders, where one kills an ox at dawn,

To find it when night falls laid on a golden bier.

Therein are many queens like Branwen and Guinevere;

And Niamh and Laban and Fand, who could change to an otter or fawn,

              A            E          F#m                   C#m

And the wood-woman, whose lover was changed to a blue-eyed hawk;

      F#m        E                Am                    G

And whether I go in my dreams by woodland, or dun, or shore,

          C          G              E               Am

Or on the unpeopled waves with kings to pull at the oar,

            F                           E                   Am   E

I hear the harp-string praise them, or hear their mournful talk.

   Am                 F   Am                  G

Because of something told under the famished horn

Cm               G#         Cm               B

Of the hunter's moon, that hung between the night and the day,

     D#             B           G                Cm

To dream of women whose beauty was folded in dismay,

     B           G#         G                C

Even in an old story, is a burden not to be borne.