Хелависа - Under the Moon

  G        D     Em         Hm
I have no happiness in dreaming of Brycelinde,
     Em           D   Gm       F
Nor Avalon the grass-green hollow, nor Joyous Isle,
           A#             F      D   Gm
Where one found Lancelot crazed and hid him for а while;
   F       D#                        D
Nor Ulad, when Naoise had thrown his sail upon the wind;

Nor lands that seem to dim to be burdens on the heart:
Land-under-Wave, where out of the moon"s light and the sun"s
Seven old sisters wind the threads of the long-lived ones,
Land-of-the-Tower, where Aengus has thrown the gates apart,

And Wood-of-Wonders, where one kills an ox at dawn,
To find it when night falls laid on а golden bier.
Therein are many queens like Branwen and Guinevere;
And Niamh and Laban and Fand, who could change 
to an otter or fawn,

         G        D       Em             Hm
And the wood-woman, whose lover was changed to а blue-eyed hawk;
    Em     D           Gm              F
And whether I go in my dreams by woodland, or dun, or shore,
       A#       F         D          Gm
Or on the unpeopled waves with kings to pull at the oar,
        D#                  D             Gm  D
I hear the harp-string praise them, or hear their mournful talk.

  Gm           D#  Gm            F
Because of something told under the famished horn
A#m          F#      A#m          A
Of the hunter"s moon, that hung between the night and the day,
   C#         A       F           A#m
To dream of women whose beauty was folded in dismay,
   A       F#      F           A#
Even in an old story, is а burden not to be borne.