[Arthur:]   Still the giants dance   At salisbury plain   Still my spirit wanders   To reach this higher aim      Straight to foreign shores of distance   We call the gods   For a quest of truth and wisdom      As long as you see the giants dance   My spirit wanders through the land      [Gwalchmei:]   Led by the strength of bran   And the timeless kings of Avalon   The four winds of the land   I will strive for the caldron      [Bedwyr:]   Led by the swiftness of winds   I will wander through the farest glens   My sentence is my deed   Is there a view of sense unknown?      [Arthur:]   Craving for some armament to outlast   This cold royal path   I can hear them call   The king must fall      Strayed by the four winds   Over the land and far away   Through the dark and cold   Hear my song of grief   But there`s a tune that gone astray   While the world grow old      [Menw:]   Each tone that ever met the wind   Finally reaches Math and so me   Sight and breathless I am   Believe and trust is a value for the weak