| Hail Gaea, Mother of all the
Gods Gentle and
firm Terra, our Earth, our land
Your playground is that of the seasons
Your soul where we elemental children dance
We suckle at your deep ravined breasts
In your valleys your spirit sings the
refrain
Of the winds in the vast open skies
Like a tempest you cyclone
Like a subtle breeze you sigh
Our spirits belong to the heavens
Our bodies are made from your dust
We are the bandits of your forests
The reapers of your vast plains
Oh Mother Earth we love you
Grant us life and bless us
Many fair children to nourish
In daily existence to feed us
With your many fruits and grains
Help us to replenish and richly harvest
Yours and our most beautiful Earth |