(Often sung with drums, flutes, and stamping feet. The verses grow louder with each round, until it becomes a chant of frenzy.)
Verse 1
O tree of stars, O root of stone,
Your branches call, we are your own.
Drop us fruit, sweet flame and fire,
Stir our blood and wake desire!
Chorus
Dance, dance, roots below,
Drink the sap, let the rivers flow!
Laugh and love ‘neath the shifting sky,
Life is short, so live or die!
Verse 2
Sap runs gold, and nectar spills,
Bless our fields, our beds, our hills.
Kiss the dawn, let night be long,
Flesh is fleeting, love is strong!
Chorus
Dance, dance, roots below,
Drink the sap, let the rivers flow!
Laugh and love ‘neath the shifting sky,
Life is short, so live or die!
Verse 3 (sung rowdier, often joined by fey visitors)
Sylphs and satyrs, join our song,
Play your pipes and sing along!
Fey or mortal, all are kin,
When the World Tree draws us in!
Chorus (roared, shouted, stomped)
Dance, dance, roots below,
Drink the sap, let the rivers flow!
Laugh and love ‘neath the shifting sky,
Life is short, so live or die!
Closing Chant (soft, murmured as torches burn low)
O root, O bough, O shifting flame,
We give our joy, we give our name.
Hold us close, then let us part,
World Tree beating in our heart.