The winter had come; farms are losing
Their status for hunting, unfertile fields and leafless woods.
The destruction arrived: cold, storm and hunger.
Let the time of death begin...
Samhain, the celebration of dead begins!
I am stronger in this only night,
The spirits of my ancestors are closer
There is an opening between our two worlds
That unites the force of generations.
Strengthens my being and dictate my acts
I invoke you in my offering and sacrifices
I claim for your wisdom and the opening of my mind
Guiding me to the destiny that are reserved for me
Samhain! The celebration of the dead begins
Samhain! This is the beginning of the new year.
Torches in the hills invoke the ancestral spirits
And gods of the most remote time of history
Joining the mortals like a big strong family
Today the natural forces are completed
The guessing arts are in their absolute cycle
Playing runes, foresee the fortune of the mortals
And celebrate the life process: Death and Reborn
And so the circle continues, honoring our ancestors
We honor our gods!