Ceridwen and Taliesin

Silver moonlight dances

From the mist of Tegid's shore

A lady looks upon her son

Like many times before

A she touches his face

Fingers wet with the tears falling

Her daughter stands beside her

The fairest in the land

How her son became so cursed

She cannot understand

But this mother's love is a strong

As her heart is beating

And she calls to the Earth

And the Earth hears her calling

High up in the mountains

Dinas Afferaon stands tall

All magic and all mysteries

Are held within these walls

So she walks to the door

As she does the door it opens

Teach to me the mystery

Of the Cauldron's Brew

Let Utter Darkness give way to light

And be reborn anew

Then the Awen will shine

From the brow of the Eagle of the Sea

And all will know his name

From this land to the People of the Sidhe

The lady sets the cauldron's fire

Tended by the hand

Of Gwion Bach the innocent

And Morda the blind man

Who reached out his hand

Place more wood

Keep the cauldron boiling

Then Morda he fell asleep

Alas he din't see

Wood upon wood was added

The inferno was the key

To unlock the doors

Of the Awen's greatest mystery

Three drops, burning skin

And it's Gwion how gained the power to see

The cauldron cracks, the poison seeps

Slowly across the land

To kill the horses of Garanhir

by the lakeshore where they stand

Drinking and not knowing their fate

As a hare runs fast across the land

Ceridwen, Ceridwen

Lady of the Cauldron

Come see what they have done

Stolen your Cauldron's power

And betrayed your only so

Eyes wide, lips curl

Anger on your face

Change your shape now lady

Be the hound, begin the chase

I shall be a running hair

With sorrow and with mickle care

Then I shall be a greyhound bitch

And tear you from your skin

Then I shall be a flying wren

The King of Birds, the King of Men

Then I shall be a falcon grey

And tear you from your skin

Then I shall be a salmon sleek

Darting through a shallow creek

Then I shall be an otter bitch

And rest you from your skin

I shall be a grain beneath the sun

And you will never know which one

Then I shall be a great black hen

And take you deep within

Now you may be forgiven to think

My tale is over and down

But nine moons later

She gave birth to a son

That she wanted to kill

But she placed in a coracle on the sea

Garanhir's salmon weir

A catch was guaranteed

But on this day a baby boy

Cried out to be freed

A radiant brow

Shining bright for all to plainly see

Taliesin is your name

The greatest Bard that this land will ever see