Newgrange

There is a place on the east

Mysterious ring, a magical ring of stones

The druids lived there once they said

Forgotten is the race that no one knows

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

The circled tomb of a different age

Secret lines carved on ancient stones

Heroic kings laid down to rest

But forgotten is the race that no one knows

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Wait for the sun on a winter's day

And a beam of light shines across the floor

Mysterious ring, a magical ring

But forgotten is the race that no one knows

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo