We Are Pagans
My wife and I are one, With the land of our birth. And finally we are coming home, Our souls to be free.
We've missed the land of our ancestors, The Lady and the Lord. Whom are King and Queen in Mays own song, We're returning home again.
We are proud of what and who we are, Closer to nature is all. Living & laughing & dying, By natures own ancient laws.
We are the Pagans, Who were driven from our homes. And in our children's, children's, children, We come home; Free once again.
Ó Allan Jackson 16-05-2008 |