Newgrange

There is a place on the east Mysterious ring, a magical ring of stones The druids have lived there once they said, Forgotten is the race that no-one knows. Chorus: Rum de rum 'rud a derimo Rum de rum 'rud a derimo The circled tomb of a different age Secret lines carved on ancient stone. Heroic kings laid down to rest Forgotten is the race that no-one knows. 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.