Newgrange - Celtic Woman

There is a place on the east

Mysterious ring, a Magical Ring of Stones

The druids lived here 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

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