Witch mother I hear You calling my name
Keeper of the cauldron of awen
witch fire singes my soul, holy flame
hear me call to You by Your name Cerridwen

You speak to me once more and again
I feel your songs in my blood and bones
forever and a day shall I be your kin
by trees and by fire and by standing stones

By Your songs and Your bards you are known
grateful I am for all You bestow
with Your grace I am never alone
Fairest Cerridwen Your words I will sew

Witch mother sing with me make me whole
Your songs ever shall I keep in my soul