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