- Be thy soft breast, O Branwen, under my head,
- Be thy light, O Arianrhod, over me shining.
- And be the pentagram of the five elements over me down,
- From the crown of my head to the soles of my feet,
- From the crown of my head to the soles of my feet.
- O Llew without offence, betrayed cruelly,
- Under bans of geis Thou wert slain,
- With one foot on the rim of day,
- And the other on the beast of night,
- Only then does the spear of twilight free Thee.
- O Thou King of the Summer Sunlight,
- Who now can say in what season
- The Lion, betrayed by the Virgin, on the point of Balance,
- Is transformed into the Eagle?
- I journey with Thee into the Land of Darkness.
- Be the runes of Gwydion and Math over me tonight,
- Be my spirit soaring on the wings of an eagle,
- Be my spirit shielded within your pinions, Brightness of the mountain.
- Valiant Llew, carry my spirit safely
- To the light of a new dawn.
- So mote it be.
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