Touch Of Green And Gold Lyrics - Battlelore

In the ancient woodland 

Meet the oldest man 

With a huge smile on his face 

For joy and peace he stands 

Boundaries of his green kingdom 

Shall not be passed by the evil 

Mastered with the might erstwhile 

Meek in the stranger who crosses the line 

Meet the maiden young and fair 

Bearing beauty so rare 

Even elves would praise her grace 

Daughter of Bonfire Glade 

Guards of birds, streams and herbs 

Knock on their door disturbs 

Blithe old gaffer and lovely maid 

Share their hearty place 

Iarwain Ben-adar 

From the early days 

Forgotten demigod 

Or elder insane? 

Pointy hat with feather 

Bobbing around 

Leather boots so huge 

Coloured with yellow 

Jolly tunes and rhymes 

Sang out loud 

The whole entity 

Cheer and mellow 

Touch of green, touch of gold 

Their honest emotion 

Through your heart 

Through your soul 

Their purest devotion 

Touch of green, touch of gold 

Their dearest creation 

Through your heart 

Through your soul 

Their greenest carnation