The magic it has gone away
the silent spells they are lost

made our lives set dull grey
this our changes have cost

Looking backward we do see

the spells, the magic now gone past
the spells still sing beneath the sea
In Avalon they are cast

In the land of apples fair

there the wonders never cease
for great magic they have there
beneath the dark blue seas

I have seen with mine own eyes

Visions of the fairly land
where the waves are now the skies
and the light the land

The people they are tall and fair

sweet of form and soft of voice
laughing in the crisp cool air
their shining eyes rejoice

for there to go my heart does yearn

the hiraeth in my heart
how it makes my soul slow burn
my land and I apart