They danced, they ate, they drank,
And down their offerings put;
The priests, the folk to thank,
Led to the altar's foot,
Poured goblets full of mead,
Burned costly herbs and rare,
Whose sweet aromas, freed,
Rose swirling in the air.
Together they all sang
The famous songs and prayers,
That to the goddess rang,
And solace brought from cares:
"With love we look to you,
Ligo, Ligo,
Linked here in friendship true,
Ligo!"
"Our humble farms now bless,
Ligo, Ligo,
Fill barns with your largesse,
Ligo!"
"Now saddle your grey horse,
Ligo, Ligo!
Ride round our fields your course,
Ligo!"
"Sow seeds of grass and grain,
Ligo, Ligo,
Fine barley grow again,
Ligo!"
"For meadow grass we pray,
Ligo, Ligo,
Our heifers give fine hay,
Ligo!"
"Let hay our heifers eat,
Ligo, Ligo,
Our colts feed oats grown sweet,
Ligo!"
"Make all the flowers grow,
Ligo, Ligo,
That on our hillsides blow,
Ligo!"
"Let maidens braid their hair,
Ligo, Ligo,
With wreaths of flowers fair,
Ligo!"