She sits in bondage

She lives in fear

Then she timidly stands up

Stronger and straighter as time goes by

Then she sees her

In the light of the moon

Shyly she begins to walk towards her

Faster and faster now

Finally she breaks into a run

And they embrace

And all the pain, fear and shame is gone

She now stands courageous and strong

As the Goddess holds her tight

"Cead mile failte mo inion

I've missed ye,

Slan abhaile, warrior."