O Temple of my Father’s Father, Mistress of the Giant’s Bane!
Palms of rough bark, that end in gnarled hands,
Old man of the hills,
Sylvan Lord, with a crown of leaves,
You bare the burden of mistletoe in your boughs:
Venomous gems!
O Temple of my Father’s Father, Mistress of the Giant’s Bane!
Palms of rough bark, that end in gnarled hands,
Old man of the hills,
Sylvan Lord, with a crown of leaves,
You bare the burden of mistletoe in your boughs:
Venomous gems!