There is a place on the east

Mysterious ring, a Magical Ring of Stones

The druids have lived there once they said,

forgotten is the race that no-one knows.



Chorus:

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

Rum de rum 'rud a derimo



The circled tomb of a different age

Secret lines carved on ancient stone.

Heroic Kings laid down to rest

Forgotten is the race that no-one knows.



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.